Accusation

The aroma of lilies became increasingly stronger and Donald could not contain a sneeze. He then frowned and sniffled.

He could not help himself from feeling a little dazed after inhaling the fragrance and unconsciously supported his hand on the coffin to stabilize himself.

Theodore's voice then rang in his ear. "Sir, are you alright?"

Donald returned to his senses. He raised his eyes to look at Theodore, who had walked up to him at some point and was looking worriedly at him.

"I'm fine." Donald stood up straight and tidied his appearance. "Let's go."

There was no need for him to stay there any longer after confirming with his own eyes that Timothy was dead.

"Yes."

Donald and Theodore left together.