A Splash of Karma

Finally, Desmond could no longer hold back his frustration and swung the door open. He strode toward the room with the light on inside.

Did Cecelia not know it was nighttime? Who would choose to have renovations this late and disturb everyone's peace?

"Cecelia! You—"

Desmond stopped abruptly as he saw Cecelia perched on a ladder, drilling something with an electric drill.

There were no renovation