"Bang."
"Bang."
"Bang."
The sounds from inside the door continued to resonate.
Oliver Scott, standing in the hallway, suddenly realized during the brief silence: Nora hadn't prepared for him and Marcus Shaw to meet at all.
After only a two-second pause, Nora walked to the door, entered the code, and pushed it open.
The knocking sounds in the living room abruptly stopped.
Three pairs of eyes peeked inside and saw Marcus Shaw sitting cross-legged on the floor, wearing a white sweater and sweatpants, a handsome young lad, yet his hair was dusted with wood shavings.
The floor was littered with wood and debris; he held the handle of a wood chisel, with its tip resting on a fixed piece of wood on the ground, grabbing a hammer with his other hand.
When the door was pushed open, he stopped his actions and looked over. Upon seeing Nora, his expression was quite indifferent, but when he noticed Oliver Scott on the side, his grip on the hammer paused, and his face turned sour.
