Chapter 97
CYRIL'S pov
“There's been a call from the mansion, Alpha Crestwood demands to see you immediately.’’ Alan barged into the room, his gaze dropping from me to Alessia.
A silent sigh left his lips.
“I'm sorry to interrupt, but I think it's really urgent.’’ He said.
I remained, unable to move a limb.
“I suggest you go with him.’’ Aloha spoke. “I'll be here with Alessia, and I assure you my king, that what she needs right now is far from medical attendance.’’
Turning to Alfred, she swatted her chin to the door. And like he had been waiting for a dismissal, he went on with least hesitation.
“I'll be in the car.’’ Alan dismissed himself as well.
“You should go on too.’’ Aloha dismissed tenderly.
Why was everyone acting like she hadn't just passed on a nerve-wracking news? Perhaps they already knew about the situation?
“I guess Aloha broke it down to you.’’ Alan spoke, swatting quick short glances at me through the rearview front mirror as he handled the steering wheel.
“What
