The servant had just rubbed his eyes.
When he opened them again, one of the young masters had already woken up.
The other little master, however, had turned his head, his face no longer visible.
The servant stared blankly at the little master who had awakened, and said, "Young master, he looks just like you, he..."
The little boy coldly replied, "You're mistaken."
"Young master, you can talk?!" The servant was astonished, his eyes wide with joy, "Young master, I'll go tell Mr. Hayes right away! He will be so happy to know this!"
"Wait a moment." Quiana Doyle, dressed in cartoon pajamas with a little dinosaur motif, got out of bed and walked towards the servant.
Confused, the servant was just about to ask the young master what was wrong.
The next second.
Quiana Doyle pushed over a vase in the room right before the eyes of the bewildered servant.
Soon enough.
The butler, having heard the noise from the hallway, quickly came rushing in.