She felt like she had stepped into a fairytale. Everything was so magnificent it didn't seem real.
Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Joan Shaw, who was sitting on a lounge sofa. A smug feeling instantly welled up inside her.
'What a small world. Joan Shaw, oh, Joan Shaw... you never thought I'd one day be attending the same banquet as you, moving in the same circles, did you?'
Abby Thorne smirked. She felt she was finally Joan Shaw's equal in status and decided she had to go over and properly humiliate her.
No sooner said than done. She quietly slipped away from Anna Thorne's side and walked right up to Joan Shaw.
Joan Shaw was still eating when a pair of red high heels strode into her line of sight. She looked up, her gaze slowly traveling from the red shoes upward.
Only when she saw Abby Thorne's garish face did Joan Shaw's hand pause mid-air. She was very surprised to see her here.
