Sam really wanted to do it.
He was itching to express his 'anger' towards this 'bizarre' mother and daughter duo.
But he knew all too well that while it might feel good to let loose, the aftermath would be ugly.
Hmm... there might not even be a 'corpse' to speak of, so mangled that no one could recognize who it was.
Amidst the pitter-patter of the rain, Sam curbed his impulse and said with a polite smile.
"It's nothing, just that Angel mentioned she wanted to buckle down and study, so I gave her a little tutoring session."
"Oh~ is that so?"
Celeste's gaze seemed to pierce through everything, yet she played along with Sam's lie.
Sam knew that she probably guessed the truth, but what he couldn't fathom was why she was going along with it.
And her demeanor was too relaxed, almost as if she didn't care at all.
