Shaan's face turned pale. His entire body froze the moment he saw the serious expression on Miss Khaya's face. Whatever she wanted to show them had to be important—but what could make her look that serious?
"Uhm… alright." Chelsie nodded, then glanced at Shaan. "Shaan, we need to move," she said as she snapped her fingers lightly. "Did you hear what Miss Khaya said?"
"Oh—yeah, yeah." Shaan nodded quickly. "I heard her."
As they stepped inside the vehicle, several wooden boxes greeted them. However, something about those boxes felt strange to Shaan. Every single one had a large lock attached to it, and oddly enough, someone had placed all of them on the passenger seats, as if they contained something valuable—or something fragile.
'I'm just curious—what's actually inside it?'
"Uhm... Miss Khaya." Chelsie looked around. "What's inside all these boxes?"
