I stood to the side and watched the door I just repaired.
"I'm this good," I admired the job I single hanedly got done.
Praising myself for the good job done, I close the door and started getting the place tidied.
"Wait until I see that stupid Mar. I will give him peace of my mind for spoiling my door. "
How can he spoil my door just to speak with me?
It's not possible at all.
I will show him not to mess with—
A knock on my door startled me from the thoughts.
I hastily walk to the door, thinking it was Mar that was knocking on the door.
Should he be the one, I will tongue lash him until he finally confesses to his crimes.
"You—"
The maid at the door was startled at my outburst.
"I'm sorry, sir—"
"What's it?" I frown at her.
"The master asked me to give this to you." She presented a black bag.
"What's in it?" I narrow my eyes at the bag she had in her hands.
