Seeing as no one stood up or voiced their displeasure loud enough, I smiled and ignored him.
I was about to go ahead with my plan when my phone suddenly vibrated from where I had placed it on the table.
Not expecting any call, I thought I’d ignore until Joel taunted, “why don’t you pick up the call, cripple, your doctor probably has some new drug for your lame legs.”
The mention of who was on my caller ID made my heart skip a bit even though I had promised myself to not think about her anymore.
“Joel, I think you are taking it too far this time, he is still the President’s son,” someone scolded.
“And so what, he is yet to be acknowledged by his father and Jerome told me that he was sent here cos he was such an eyesore at home. You all can stop being formal already,” he continued as I
