"Mr. Courier, what's going on?" Shaan's face filled with curiosity curious look at him. "Have you found the key?"
The courier didn't say anything and slowly nodded."Yes, Miss Chelsie was right. The key really lies under this doormat. Now we can enter the house."
"Oh, that's great." Shaan smiled with satisfaction.
"Wow, Chelsie, you're amazing! How did you figure out that Dr. Marshal hid the key under the mat?"
Hearing the compliment, Chelsie's face turned red, and she quickly covered it with her purple hair. "Uhm... that's... that's because..."
"Elsie, don't cover your mouth when you speak. It's impolite, and we can't hear you properly."
"Uhm... okay, Lira. I'm sorry." Chelsie nodded her head and slowly took a breath. "Uhm... It's because my father told me that when I was little."
"Oh... interesting," Mr Courierr stated with a smile. "Miss Chelsie's father sounds like a practical and cautious man."
"Uhm.. you could say that."
