Chapter 97. Save This. Kill That

As she walked down the hallway, she knew the courage in her wasn't enough to face Marshal with his stepmother.

Marshal and she aren't known to have a cool conversation without smashing abusive words against each other. And Mrs. Janelle... Just like her friend, very annoying.

Natasha huffed when she stood at the front of the door, nearly wondering why Marshal was lodged in the hotel room with his stepmother, but she didn't bother herself about the thought as she breathed out, her grey eyes ready to face this ordeal, and she would act just as how they are going to behave towards her.

She could imagine Marshal's evil look as she knocked on the room door thrice while waiting for someone to come open the door.

Sooner, Mrs. Janelle stood staring at her.

When the woman opened the door, at first she looked perplexed at Tasha's sight until her glare came to life, and Natasha equally returned the woman's ugly glare who was just as dolled up as she had imagined the woman