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    “What did you just say?”


    Katelyn clutched her phone, her eyes wide with shock.<fnb821> Updates are released by findnovel</fnb821>


    Just days earlier, during their visit, Earl Poulos appeared to be in much better health. How had his condition worsened so rapidly?


    The butler’s voice cracked, filled with emotion as if he were trying to hold back tears.


    “Miss Bailey, please hurry over. His Lordship is asking for you.”


    “Okay, I’m on my way now.”


    After ending the call, Katelyn turned to Jaxen and Vincent, her tone grave. “Earl Poulos’ condition has be critical.”


    Jaxen responded with shock, “How is that possible?”


    Vincent snatched the car keys off the table. “We need to leave immediately.”


    The drive from the hospital to the estate would take about half an hour.


    Katelyn rolled down the car window, letting the cool evening air flow in, hoping it might help clear her thoughts, but instead, it only added to her turmoil.


    They had met Earl Poulos only a handful of times. Yet, the dignified and noble aura the old man carried had deeply impressed Katelyn. It was an aura that seemed to have been honed over the years. No one she knew ever came close to matching Earl Poulos’ presence.


    He was elegant, alert, and charismatic—perfect words to describe him. Earl Poulos seemed like thest of the true gentlemen of his time. Among the many descendants of the Yata nobility, none stood out quite like Earl Poulos.


    Katelyn felt an unexined sadness weighing on her. Earl Poulos hadn’t yet located his missing son. How could he just pass away so abruptly?


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    With these heavy and conflicting thoughts, Katelyn arrived at the estate. The butler was already waiting at the door.


    His eyes were swollen and red, but he still hurried over to greet them.


    “Miss Bailey, you made it.”


    As Katelyn approached, she quickly asked, “What’s wrong with Earl Poulos? Why did his health decline so suddenly?”


    The butler let out a deep sigh. “Truth be told, His Lordship has always been fragile. It’s just that his quest to find his son had given him strength. Then, on that fateful day, he saw his only nephew killed right before him…”


    The butler paused, leaving the rest unsaid, but Katelyn already grasped the gravity of the situation. What usually kept people alive was their hope. It was the determination deep within that had kept Earl Poulos alive until now. However, with his hope waning and after losing his nephew, his resolve had crumbled, culminating in his current condition.


    Katelyn hastened her steps, breaking into a run. She didn’t know where the subtle pain in her heart hade from. All she knew was that the pain was real, and she urgently needed to see Earl Poulos.


    Earl Poulos’ bedroom was upstairs. When Katelyn and herpanions arrived, Earl Poulos was in a dire state. He appeared to be clinging to life, awaiting Katelyn’s arrival. His eyes, though dim, lit up slightly at the sight of her.


    “You made it.”


    Earl Poulos extended his shaky hand. It had be dry and withered, resembling an old twig. Katelyn nodded gravely. “I’m here. Do you have something on your mind that you want to tell me?”


    Katelyn fought back her sadness. In that moment, she felt as though Earl Poulos was truly part of her family, possibly sharing theirst moments together.


    Earl Poulos made an effort to raise his hand, gazing intently at Katelyn, then gently shook his head. “There’s nothing specific I need to say… I just wanted to look at you once more.”


    Vincent stood by, his face heavy, but he still noticed the strange atmosphere between Katelyn and Earl Poulos.


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