I had fully expected Alfred to slam the door in my face, but apparently, name-dropping Ethan had worked in my favor. It seemed Ethan’s influence extended even to Alfred.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the room, only to find an elderly man with salt-and-pepper hair stretching in the middle of the living room.

I blinked in disbelief. Was this Alfred?

From the information I had gathered, Alfred was under 60 years old, probably around Ethan’s age. While he looked ...