From Useless To Indispensable

Low-class Cult Group

Before Liana hung up, she urged Chris to open the package she sent but Chris was reluctant. He didn't narrate to her what transpired between him and Richard as he was in a hurry to hang up.

He dropped his phone on the ground, heaving a sigh as his eyes met with the package.

Chris stood up and walked to where he kept the package, the package looked suspicious so he had to stand his ground and he took it and placed it on the stool, beads of sweat formed on his head as his hands shook while he was trying to open it.

"Hope it's something good." He muttered inwardly.

With his eyes closed, Chris opened that package, but immediately he was about to get a glance at its content, the buzzing sound of his phone disrupted his motive.

The caller id was unknown but when he answered the phone, his grandfather's voice resounded in his ears.

"Christopher, you need to move out of that house." The old man's voice was loud and firm.

Chris face palmed himself as he sighed in frustration. "Why the rush, s