"WHAT THE HELL?" I yelled after the old mummy, but she was long gone.
Henry hugged me from behind to hold me back from going after her for a scream duel.
I could feel his chest tremble with laughter and turned my head to look at him in disbelief.
That hag destroyed my cake, and you dare to laugh?
A bodyguard came back, holding something in his hand as he stepped over the cake, which didn't change the fact that he had already trampled on it enough with his colleague, leaving sweet footprints everywhere.
I could see his face full of embarrassment at that old devil's behavior, which turned into a look of pity while he handed over the package in his hands.
I took it.
"I hope that's another cake..." I said while opening it.
It was indeed another cake. Way smaller than the first one, but there still stood 'Happy 18th Birthday, Kennith!' on it.
