From the moment she learned of Katelyn’s death until now, she had not seen Katelyn.

Alfy refused to accept that Katelyn had simply vanished from existence. She couldn’t process this reality.

And yet… the truth stood undeniable.

Bernie looked at Alfy, his brow furrowing as he firmly refused. “No.”

Alfy couldn’t hold back the tears welling up in her eyes. “Why?” she demanded, glaring at Bernie with a resentful look.

Katelyn was her mentor. Katelyn had been cremated today, and she couldn’t be there. The more Alfy thought about it, the worse she felt. Her heart was heavy with guilt.

Bernie sighed deeply, feeling resigned as he watched Alfy. “The state of things is too uncertain right now. You’ll get hurt if you go out.”

Katelyn’s death had thrown the entire Yata area into turmoil. Everyone was on edge, and they didn’t know what Vincent might do. Based on the intelligence gathered over the past few days, it seemed Vincent was plotting something, festering with rage. Even the King seemed reluctant to reach out to Vincent for the time being.

Now, Katelyn’s body had been cremated. Everyone expected that Vincent would soon take revenge in response.

Although Alfy had a good relationship with Vincent, Bernie wouldn’t dare to gamble with her safety during these turbulent times. Alfy was Bernie’s life, and he wanted to protect her.

Alfy sobbed even harder as she said, “No matter how bad things are out there, I should be there for her!”

She just wanted to have the chance to say goodbye to Katelyn. Was that so complicated?

Bernie’s expression darkened. He didn’t say anything more, though his resolve remained firm.

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Alfy could tell that trying to argue with Bernie further was useless. Consumed with grief, she ran off crying.

Bernie wouldn’t change his mind, but Alfy got an idea once she stopped crying.

She stood on the second floor, looking down at a group of bodyguards watching the door below. She lowered her head and considered her options.

Alfy anxiously bit down on her lip before she made up her mind. She turned and went into her room. She packed a few things, making sure to travel light.

After making sure that Bernie was still busy working, she opened the window of her room.

Alfy looked out and saw that it was a long drop below. Fortunately, there was a tree within reach of her window. She could use the branches and trunk to climb down.

The only problem was that Alfy wasn’t the best at climbing. Her legs were trembling as she sat on the windowsill, trying to work up the courage to climb out. Alfy closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and whispered, “You can do it,” to herself.

Although she knew that Katelyn’s body had already been cremated, she still wanted a chance to say goodbye.

Alfy’s eyes began to tear up again when she thought of Katelyn’s death. Katelyn had been such an amazing mentor; how could she just be gone like that? Alfy wished it were all a dream, hoping she could wake up to find Katelyn safe and sound.

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