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I arrived at the Pasfield residence, a place I never thought I'd step foot in during my lifetime.

Transferring between prisons required approval from higher authorities. How could Trevis, an ordinary civilian, have managed it?

There had to be something Lucy had said or done, pulling strings with the police to make it happen for him.

But when I entered the room and saw Lucy, I could hardly believe it.

She was clutching high school math homework, struggling to solve it.

Simultaneously, she was sending messages to Trevis.

"Trevis, I don't understand this problem. Can you teach me?"

"Why are you ignoring me? If you don't want to teach me, just say it. You think I want you to teach me?"

Even though she sent the messages, all she received in response were red exclamation marks. Trevis had long since blocked her.

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I observed from the sidelines, growing increasingly alarmed by her erratic behavior. The servant let out a sigh and explained that ever since the day she had hit