Laura panicked when her father only focused his stern look on her without uttering a word.
"Dad if you think I am lying you can ask...,"
"If that stupid girl thinks she can bring disgrace to this family then that is a lie," He bellowed.
Laura who was almost on her feet leaned back on the couch and exhaled a sigh of relief.
"I guess I have been going easy on her lately. It's time to straighten her out...,"
"But Dad, she is...," Mr Anderson stomped towards the huge entrance afterwards.
After he left, Laura stood up and ran to the window close to the parking space.
She watched as her father entered the car and his driver drove off instantly.
"Hahaha...," She laughed and ambled to the centre table.
"Hahaha...," She laughed harder, her right hand clutching her stomach.
"Did Dad really think I was gonna plead for that idiot? Was that why he left in anger hahaha...," She broke out in another fresh set of laughter.
"Oh Dad, if only you knew that I want nothing other than to see that bitch dead then you wouldn't have been so furious," She scoffed and picked up her cell phone from where she left it.
She didn't have the chance to unlock her cell phone when her mother walked into the room with about three maids accompanying her.
"What about Eva and the others?" She asked and proceeded to sit beside her on the brown couch. "Are they already on their way?" She added.
"Hmm...," She replied, grinning. "Since this is their first time meeting grandma after she returned, they went to the mall to get her a gift," She continued.
Laura glanced in the direction of her grandmother's room upstairs.
"Has she not come downstairs since then?" Laura quizzed, her attention not moving from the brown door.
"No," Adhara replied. She moved her gaze to the door Laura's concentration was on.
"The call she received dealt a huge blow to her. She can't bring herself to accept the fact that her men suffered such casualties and yet not a scratch could be found on Joanna's body...," Adhara let her words linger.
"If you were in her shoes do you think you would be able to handle the blow?" Adhara whispered.
She could still remember the first day Joanna showed her what she was capable of. Even though it happened right in front of her eyes she couldn't believe it. Everything felt like a dream too.
It took her a few more blows before she knew exactly where she stood.
"I wouldn't...," Laura replied.
She sank her nails into her palms when the memories of the horrible things she had gone through in Joanna's hands passed before her memory.
Not only did she almost blow them up along with the porch but had the effrontery to make sure that the police didn't discover that she was the assailant.
As if that wasn't enough she added harmful substances to their food and proudly told them to their faces that poison would be the next thing she would add to their food.
And the mean girl kept her word. Her mother, grandma and she got poisoned by her.
She ended up becoming a public disgrace because of this.
Then she believed she would have her revenge when the results of their test came out but to her dismay the doctors couldn't find out the cause of their sickness.
[I can take everything she throws at me but the one thing I will never tolerate is anyone messing with my mate]
When she recalled how Joanna threatened her using Rafael after she set her up and made her mother slap her, Laura further dug her nails into her palms, causing blood to gush out.
"Although I wouldn't have been able to handle the blow, I would never cease trying to kill that person who made me feel that way," She retorted, her bloodshot eyes shot into space.
Adhara tilted her head just in time to see the spot Laura laid her hand stained with blood.
"What's wrong?" She asked. She grabbed Laura's hand and placed it on her lap.
She creased her eyebrows the instant she got a glimpse of the blood in Laura's palms, "Why are your hands bleeding huh?" She demanded and tried to wipe the blood off.
"I am fine," She declared and rudely pulled her hand from her mother's hold.
"But...,"
"I will check up on Granny," She informed. She stood up and made her way to the stairs.
Meanwhile, as this took place Joanna was seen walking on the streets with no sense of direction.
Because she had no one waiting for her on campus or someone to hang out with, she strolled around the streets to exhaust the extra time she had before her classes started.
"Joanna, you choose to do this for the bigger picture so you are not allowed to get sad hmm?" Joanna scolded herself.
She blinked repeatedly to fight back the warm tears trying to flow freely.
"Neither are you allowed to regret your decision...," She sniffed and exhaled deeply.
She continued to walk.
Joanna paid no attention to the way passersby gazed at her.
In fact, she was more concerned about controlling her emotions that were trying to burst out than caring about what they perceived her in their minds.
So what if they think she is crazy?
The truth is that everyone is crazy in their ways, isn't that so?
And so what if they perceived her as a crybaby?
Haven't they cried at least once in their entire life?
"This is just a few hours since you discovered that he is sacrificing his happiness for your safety and the mere thought of him is almost making you break down...," She paused and sniffed harder this time around.
By now her eyes were reddened and her tears had already taken over her eyeballs.
"Joanna if you are such a mess then tell me how you are gonna go about completing the mission of making him jealous...," A car horn close to the walkway she stood on made Joanna almost jump up.
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