3 The Poisoned Soup (1/2)
Chapter 4 - The Poisoned Soup
”Young master?”
Ian stretched his arm towards Riley, who would not say a word.
He found it strange that Riley would not turn to look back at his beloved mother, even though she was in such a state.
”Where are you going? You must sta-...”
As a man who had practiced swordsmanship under the Iphelleta House for his entire life,
he could feel a sudden change in Riley's aura.
His curiosity rose.
It was similar to the time when the first and the second sons of the Iphelleta House ridiculed his mother.
Ian thought he could see his potential once more.
”Ian.”
”Ah, yes?”
Riley's cold tone made Ian realise just how selfish his thoughts were.
It was not the time to try to read the atmosphere or Riley's emotions.
”Watch my mother.”
After giving this brief order, Riley immediately left the dining room.
Without even looking back towards his mother.
***
There was a reason as to why Riley did not look at his mother despite his love for her.
The expression on his face was as cold as stone, filled with anger.
His mother may be unconscious, but Riley did not want to show such emotions in front of her.
Riley slipped out of the dining room, sped through the corridor and stopped.
”Oh?”
Clack, clack.
A woman in heels appeared from the corner and confronted Riley with an unsurprised 'Oh'.
”Riley? Is that you?”
From the vanity of her clothing, to the white face powdered with makeup.
With just one look at her luxurious appearance, one would be able to tell that she was someone of importance in the mansion.
”Hello.”
Riley smiled brightly at her while his rage burned within.
The woman was the first wife of the House.
For Riley, she was another mother to him.
'Orelly Finn Iphelleta' was her name.
”I thought you were having dinner with Iris. You seem to be in a hurry. Do you need something from me?”
Orelly tilted her head, with an innocent look on her face.
”Yes, um... I forgot to greet you earlier.”
As Riley lowered his head, she waved her hand with a laugh.
”Oh, there is no need.”
Riley looked into her eyes and saw the burning desire within them.
Eyes burning with malice and ill intent.
An average person may not notice, but Riley had seen such eyes in his previous life.
”Lady Orelly, may I ask. Where did you go just before this?”
”Hmm?”
”This smell, it does not seem to be from your dinner. It smells more like that from the kitchen.”
Orelly tilted her head once more.
”Nice nose you have there. Yes, I was simply curious as to what the menu is today. I have not yet eaten dinner, you see.”
”Haha, that does not seem to be like your usual self.”
”Hoho, oh you! I could say the same to you, Riley. I'm surprised you are actually on your feet instead of lying around.”
She stared at Riley with her narrowed eyes.
It seemed as if she was looking down on him.
Her gaze looked kind at first, but Riley could see the hidden meaning in it.
'Move, bitch! Get out of the way!'