I regret to inform you that your father has died in prison."

The word ‘died' echoed in Leonel's mind.

He was momentarily lost for words.

He wanted to deny the man was his father, yet he remained silent.

What was the point? The man was dead already.

Alexis overheard part of the conversation.

She gently patted Leonel's shoulder, suggesting softly, “You should go handle this. It'll be your last chance to see him."

Leonel ended the call, the sound echoing in the quiet room.

He gazed at Alexis, his eyes reflecting a silent sorrow. Deep inside, he grappled with a complex mix of emotions. The news of his father's death had struck him unexpectedly, leaving him lost in a sea of conflicting feelings.

Leonel harbored a sense of relief, believing it to be the result of Kenneth's own karma.

With his passing, Leonel also realized he was alone in the world, without any blood relatives.

Time seemed to stretch on before Leonel finally found his voice.

"Okay," he whispered.

Alexis opened her mouth to speak, but Leonel gently took her hand before she could form a question. "Alexis, can you come with me?" he asked, his voice as soft as a murmur.

It was not about saying final goodbye to Kenneth together or anything.

Leonel simply knew he needed Alexis by his side more than ever.

Alexis nodded, her eyes full of understanding. "Okay, I'll come with you."

They would have to travel to another city to see Kenneth for the last time, which would take about three hundred kilometers from where Leonel stood.

Once they were settled in the car, Alexis asked softly, “How about I drive? You don't look too well."

“It's fine," Leonel replied, brushing off her concern with a slight shake of his head.