But when she went to the last row and looked around, she didn't see her nameplate.
She thought she had missed it and searched again, but still couldn't find it.
Just as she was wondering if her nameplate had been left out, she heard Porter Rushbrook's voice behind her: "Joanna Lawrence, what are you looking for so cluelessly? The party is about to start, you better hurry and take your seat."
"Porter, you came just in time. Can you help me find someone to ask about my seat?" Joanna turned around, seeing that the party was about to start, she was a bit anxious.
Porter raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Joanna frowned: "I can't find the seat with my nameplate."
Porter paused for a moment, noticing where Joanna was standing, he couldn't help but smile: "You must be looking in the last row, right?"
"Isn't that where it is?" Joanna blinked, her expression a bit confused.
"Of course not. Your seat is in the first row. What are you looking for in the last row?"