A Desperate Ploy

“What is it, Ms. Roth?” she asked, standing between her and the door.

“I think we should have a nice little talk, you and I,” Giselle said as she stared her in the eye.

“We’ll talk in the corridor,” Cleo didn’t want to let her in, but Giselle simply shoved her out of the way and waltzed right in.

Her boldness was mainly backed by the fact that people generally wouldn’t dare hurt a pregnant woman,