Sia's Point of View
The enquiry that Arthur was posing had me completely rendered speechless; what was I going to say to him? He'd be furious if I told him I was assisting Margaret.
I approached him and placed the enormous shopping bags I was carrying on the sofa. "Uhm... in that case, I was here because the rain had broken my window," I grinned, trying not to reveal any suspicious emotions. "I came here earlier and there was a lot of water that came inside, so I needed it fixed by maintenance," I explained, crossing my fingers behind my back, hoping he'd believe me.
"Really? "I don't see any broken windows here," Arthur observed, raising his brow.
I smirked and walked him to the kitchen. Fortunately, we hadn't yet placed the trash bag outside, so I showed him the broken glasses.
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