Just as Michael was about to continue studying, a loud crashing sound echoed through the villa. It was so sudden that the books on his desk trembled slightly and a faint vibration ran through the floor.
Normally, such a noise would have drawn an immediate reaction to Michael because it was his residence, and Spartan because of his duty to protect his master, but neither even looked up.
Michael calmly turned a page. Spartan did not blink, his finger following the line of text as though nothing had happened.
They both already knew what the cause was.
Somewhere in the villa, likely near the kitchen area, Lucky and Lily were up to something again, probably another one of their "culinary experiments."
Michael exhaled softly through his nose, a mix of amusement and resignation flickering in his expression. The last time he had checked on them, the two had been trying to cook what Lucky called a dish.
