(Author's POV)
"Myra, why did you suddenly stop? Did something happen to you?" Elio inquired, concerned.
She didn't even hear his words and lashed out, shooting daggers in Alaric's direction, "Why is Mr. Yates in a hospital? What did you do to him?"
Everyone was left stunned by her words, 'How the heck~ …. how did she know about that old man?' Drey commented, confused, bewildered. Others had the same thought and reaction.
"Myra~ … relax. I think there is some kind of misunderstanding," Brave tried to smooth things out.
"There. Is. No. Misunderstanding~ …. Did you not hear him? Ask your brother. He was just talking to someone, telling him to keep an eye on him," Myra spat with gritted teeth. She got up from bed and walked straight towards Alaric. Grabbing the collar of the lab coat, she muttered, "Answer me. What did you do to Mr. Yates, Alaric Everests?" The contempt in her voice was crystal clear.
