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    Fortunately, under Katelyn’s gentle care, the woman gradually calmed down, her breathing evening out as she drifted into sleep on the sofa. Each episode drained herpletely.


    Seeing her asleep, Ashlyn quietly walked over to a cab, took out a thin nket, and handed it to Katelyn. “Cover her up so she doesn’t catch a cold.”


    Katelyn took the nket and carefully draped it over the woman’s frail form. She was about to step away when, suddenly, the woman’s hand shot out, gripping her arm tightly. “My baby, please don’t leave me…” the woman murmured in a broken whisper.


    Katelyn froze. She had nned to leave, but the woman’s desperate hold kept her rooted in ce. Strangely, she didn’t feel the urge to pull away. Instead, she simplyy down on the sofa beside the woman. Thankfully, it wasrge enough for both of them.


    Ashlyn watched the scene unfold, shaking her head with a soft smile. “Then stay with her for a while. You haven’t been sleeping well these past few days anyway.”


    She knew that Katelyn had been investigating the T Organization nonstop, so this wasn’t such a bad idea.


    Katelyn nced at her openptop, a long list of unfinished tasks waiting for her. Sleeping now felt irresponsible.


    But before she could dwell on it, Ashlyn quietly stepped out and closed the door behind her.


    Katelyn sighed. She had thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but before she knew it, her eyelids grew heavy. And just like that, she drifted off.


    Meanwhile, across the city, Alfy was still confined to the manor. Bernie had kept a tight watch over her, fearing she would try to leave and pay her respects to Katelyn.


    Ever since news of Katelyn’s death had spread, Alfy hadn’t been allowed to mourn her properly. The guilt weighed heavily on her heart.


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    But oddly enough, she hadn’t fought to leave recently. She had stopped resisting altogether.


    Seeing this change, Bernie finally rxed. He even reduced the number of guards watching over her.


    After days of endless rain, the sun finally broke through the clouds.


    Taking advantage of the clear weather, Alfy picked up a small basket and headed toward the fruit grove behind the manor. A group of servants trailed behind her, their voicesced with concern. “Miss Norris, you can’t wander around on your own.”


    Alfy came to an abrupt stop, turned to them with a re, and snapped, “I just want to pick some fruit. If you’re going to follow me, then do it quietly. Stop making such a fuss.”


    The servants exchanged uneasy nces but ultimately had no choice but to obey. After all, the fruit grove was still within the manor’s guarded perimeter. They weren’t worried about her getting lost.


    Satisfied, Alfy said nothing more and continued walking.


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