"What happened to Alfred? Is it true that he died of a heart attack?" Caleb's expression became solemn as he looked at everyone. The mood instantly turned gloomy at Caleb's question.
Seeing the expression of everyone, Caleb had already confirmed that Alfred indeed died. He did not know how to feel at this moment. But the picture of old man Alfred appeared on his head.
Their father shook his head with a melancholic expression. "Yes, our butler won't be here anytime soon. Actually, I'm already prepared for this would happen anytime soon. Because the severity of Alfred's disease is not something that even our advanced technology could cure. Most heart diseases today are easy with the level of our technology. But Alfred's disease is not a normal one. It's a magical disease that he got from when he was cursed by an evil genetic warrior."
