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...