"Also, I have packed enough food for him. He can have breakfast when he gets to school. He doesn't necessarily have to eat at home, especially if he is running late. I am sure Madam Cora will agree with me on that, right?" Joanna asked.
She and Laura diverted their gaze to the woman who was about to take a bite from a chunk of beef stuck to her fork.
"That is…," She coughed, unable to complete what she wanted to say.
She thought the cough would go away after the breakout but she kept coughing.
"What are you looking at, moron? Pour her a glass of juice?" Laura shouted at her when grandmother would not stop coughing.
Hastily, Joanna poured the orange juice into the glass with trembling hands.
Her evil smirk became visible when she saw Grandma Cora bring the glass to her mouth.
"Don't drink that Mum!" A terrified voice screamed.
Adhara who was hiding in a corner ran to where her mother sat and snatched the glass of juice from her.
