Chapter 293 The Son

• Victor's thoughts churned as the last traces of Sophia's false face faded. She now stood in the space Carol had occupied, the change so seamless it pointed straight to the use of Nanite.
• Only that technology could reshape someone so completely. The realization landed with cold clarity—she was working for the Puppetmaster.
• Using Carol's appearance for the lie felt like a deliberate strike at his weakest point. And the real Carol? Where was she?