Watching the time approach two and a half hours, she could no longer hold back, raising her voice, "Why is there still no movement inside? Should someone go in and check, lest something has happened and now they're afraid to come out."
"What kind of 'something' do you mean?" Lowie Wilmar asked back with a bad temper.
Raymond Wilmar called out disapprovingly, "Lowie Wilmar, how can you speak to your aunt like that? She is your elder!"
Lowie Wilmar curled the corner of his mouth, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, looking dangerously, "I think she doesn't look like an elder at all. On the contrary, she seems quite eager for something to happen to grandfather."
Offended by his insinuation, Caryn Zachmann angrily retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting? When have I ever hoped for anything to happen to your grandfather?"