Typical Rich Lady

"Do I look like someone's mom?" Winter scoffed. She didn't like the look that woman gave her and the awful expression on the young man showed there was something wrong with this woman.

"Then, it would be great if you can call Marissa's mother for me. I want to have a talk with her." The woman crossed her arms.

"And who are you, coming rudely to someone's house at night?" Winter wouldn't back off. She knew this was how the typical rich lady acted but seeing how she was dressed up, nothing extra about her though.

"Blake's mom." Margaret looked irritated when she needed to introduce herself.

"What took you so long?" Marissa came since Winter took too long to invite Archer in.

"Great. So, won't you invite me in?" Margaret quickly asked the moment she met Marissa's eyes.

Marissa, who was stunned seeing Margaret instead of Archer, was out of words for a few seconds.