Yvonne stood by the door of the bedroom and looked at Otto, who was looking out of the window in a daze on the bed.

The sun shone on his face. He looked quite hungover and had a sickly pale face.

Yvonne hesitated for a while before saying gently, "Mrs. Jenner called me last night. She's worried about you."

Otto didn't respond.

Yvonne went in closer and added, "She said that you called her and asked about your father. She found it strange.

"Mr. Carrington, why did you suddenly think about your father? Did Mrs. Carrington Senior bring him up yesterday?"

All Yvonne got was silence.

Luckily, she was patient. She sat on the couch and followed Otto's line of sight.

Tiny dust particles were floating among the sunbeams. Yvonne also fell into a daze as she watched them float about.

Suddenly, Otto asked, "Have you ever felt like your world was falling apart?"

"Hmm?" Yvonne was confused. "For example?"

"I mean, like the person that you trust turns out to be different from what you'd t