"Where is he?" Joanna shouted the moment she stepped into the men's restroom.
"Where did that cheating bastard run off to?" She yelled and frantically looked around as if she was searching for someone.
"Hey, sorry for disturbing you," Joanna tapped the couple, smooching each other close to the washing hand sink.
"Did you see a dude run in here....,"
"Fuck off bitch!" The furious lady retorted, her deadly glares shot at Joanna's face.
"How dare you touch my man with those filthy hands of yours?" She hissed.
"Is it my fault that you couldn't keep your man under control...,"
"I asked you a simple question. Did you have to insult me ugh?" Joanna snarled.
Her harsh tone made the lady remove the hands she wrapped around her boyfriend's neck.
She swivelled and glared at Joanna.
"How dare you speak to me in that manner? Do you know whose daughter I am...,"
"I should be asking you that, don't you agree with me?" Joanna snapped, her head cocked to the side and her chin held high.
Although it seemed as if she was focused on her argument with the lady, the truth was that her senses had travelled beyond where she stood.
As she stood there her sensitive ears were able to pick up the unholy sounds coming out of the cubicles.
"Are you even aware that you and your family could receive the death penalty for speaking to me in that manner?" Joanna berated, her fierce glares shot at the fuming lady.
"You...," Joanna strolled out of there having confirmed what she came in there for.
"How dare she speak to me in that manner? Who the hell is she?" The lady growled even after Joanna was gone.
"She is the future Queen. And what she said about you and your family getting punished for insulting the future Queen is correct. I bet you don't know who she is because you just returned from the human world," The guy chirped in. He tilted his gaze to the door Joanna walked out of not long ago.
Back on the pathway leading to the hall Joanna paused in her tracks, turned and peered at the door of the men's restroom which was about five steps from where she stood.
"So that was what my little brother had to see and hear. No wonder he said the restroom was no good," Joanna mumbled.
"If Laura had escorted him to the restroom or asked someone else to do it, maybe this would have been avoided. This is all her fault and I will make sure she receives her due punishment for this. This is a promise and I will keep it," Joanna declared as she clasped her fist.
She swivelled and made her way towards the hall where the party was taking place.
Joanna reached the front of the hall and was about to step into the hall but had to pause when she heard familiar voices coming from outside.
Although the owners of the voices spoke in low tones she was still able to know who they were.
After she heard that the conversation was about her, she abandoned entering the hall and approached the entrance of the hotel instead.
Following their voices wasn't hard because soon she was hiding behind a wall gazing at the people that were talking about her.
"I am aware that you have no paternal love for that daughter of yours but did you have to bring up her name at such a crucial moment?" Adhara ranted in a feat of anger.
"For so many years I had to deal with the embarrassment of raising her, would you only be satisfied if that brat ruins our beloved daughter's birthday party...,"
"I had no such intentions. Your mother should be blamed for talking to me in that tone. Who does she think I am?" Mr Anderson who was equally furious bellowed, his hand balled into a fist.
"Does she think I am her servant that she could easily order around?" Mr Anderson added.
From her hiding spot, Joanna glared at the couple who were busy arguing about their ego and whatnot.
[Actually, I had no intention of making a fuss. All I wanted was to lock myself in that room upstairs until the party was over but they have just given me a reason to turn the party upside down]
Joanna smirked devilishly, her gaze fixed on the faces of the couple who were still arguing.
She turned around and walked away unnoticed by anyone.
Inside the hall, Joanna who just walked in became the centre of attention.
Although she wasn't wearing her best clothes or make-up, she still turned heads even with her moderate dressing.
After she entered the hall, Joanna didn't wait to be invited to Laura's table by her friends but she went to them on her own accord.
"You...," Joanna ignored Eva and walked to stand beside the birthday celebrant.
"Happy birthday, Stepsister," Joanna muttered, her fake tender gaze concentrated on Laura's face.
Although Laura looked composed and poised at the moment, a careful look at her and you could see her hands and legs trembling.
"I wish that you live a very long life...,"
"And where is her gift huh?" Eunice interrupted before Joanna could finish her birthday wishes for Laura.
"Laura, I didn't get you a gift because I believed that you wouldn't want a gift from me. But if you insist I buy you a gift, I can prepare your favourite cuisine when we get home...," Seeing Laura's eyes falter at the mention of cooking made Joanna's eyeballs sparkle in delight.
"Even though Madam Cora and stepmother have forbidden me from stepping foot into the kitchen, I don't mind defying their orders if that will make you happy...,"
"Shut the hell up!" Laura sprang to her feet and shouted.
"If you utter one more word about food I won't hesitate to pull out your tongue from that stupid mouth of yours," Laura retorted.
Because of Joanna's provocation, she had lost her cool and shouted, forgetting where they were.
The murmurs around them jolted the angry lady back to reality.
When she realised what she had done she sat down and tried to act as if nothing had happened.
