Ava drags his feet out of Dyrus bedroom.

Her beauty was still intact despite her sad mood. She knew he needed help, but Dyrus isn't ready for help, he needs support.

Ava was so concerned that she continued to pace Dyrus' door.

"Shall I go in? ' Ava wonders as she stops.

"Ava, what's with that look?" Don said, strolling around the mansion stylishly searching for the money he'd withdrawn home a few days ago. It was so unfortunate for him, he needed the money badly but it is nowhere to be found.

Ava blinked before she could murmur it to Don.

"I'm worried about Dyrus, he's been acting strange...