The loud booming voice captured everyone's attention effortlessly.
Everyone including myself whipped our heads around, our curious eyes filled with anticipation scanned the room in a hurry before it finally landed on an unfamiliar face.
Standing by the main entrance to the exhibition hall was a lady who looked like she was around her 40s. She was clad in a long black dress. She had long silky blonde hair tied back into a half updo and her light green gleamed with an intense look swirling in the depths of her eyes. Her lips were curled upwards into an angry expression that masked her sharp features as we locked eyes.
From the corners of my eyes, I could see the smirk starting to morph itself onto Evelyn's face. I was sure she planned all of this, it was no wonder she had that smug and arrogant look plastered across her face the moment she walked into this place.
