Irresponsible
However, Alice hadn't raised her voice since everyone's attention was now diverted to someone else who had made his appearance.
Turning around, they had seen the door of the chamber once again be opened. There stood a man, with the right look of plaster on his face.
While his hair was grown more than his shoulder, the beard on his face seems like it hasn't been shaved for the past few years.
Immediately, Alice turned around and got alarmed when she noted that a cold layer had spread on Cyrus's face.
"You are here very late, Dimitri. Where were you?" Cyrus threw a thick question.
In response to him, Dimitri simply tried to roll his eyes without even sparring anyone else a glance. Straightaway, his eyes were stagnant on the lady who lay on the bed.
Not twinning twice, Dimitri walked to the side of the bed to gaze at his mother's pale figure. "Who had poisoned her, Lady Ashley?"