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She swallowed a pill and walked into the kitchen.

Having familiarized herself with Sylvia's layout yesterday, she knew every corner of the modest apartment was impeccably clean.

Winona forced down a bowl of plain porridge before watering the plants on the windowsill.

She needed to return to Empire City, but someone had to keep an eye on Zane.

Remembering the young caretaker, she headed next door.

The young woman was indeed there, comforting the elderly woman she cared for, who was currently weeping softly. "Oh, she was so young. She suffered her whole life... How could I not be heartbroken? We knew each other for ten years, and I've never seen anyone endure so much misery."

The elderly woman was clearly mourning Sylvia.

Seeing Winona arrive, the woman quickly wiped her tears.

Winona explained her situation, and the young caretaker glanced at her employer for approval.

The older woman waved her hand with a sigh. "I don't mind you taking on a second job. Things are quiet enough around here anyway. I'm just so sad... sigh..."

It was obvious she had a deeply kind heart.

A wave of warmth washed over Winona's chest, though she struggled to find the right words to express her gratitude.

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