Jacqueline POV "Is it just me or is Angela starting to speak to us in a...not so professional and respectful manner?" Joseph asked me as we were sitting in the back of the Bentley with Natalya. She was wearing a huge coat and slept on top of her father. We'd just come back from seeing Angela. I nodded, "thank God, I thought I was the only one noticing that. She's been shouting us for the past few appointments now, goodness." "Yeah, it's getting on my nerves, I don't know what I say that sets her off." "You should say something to her," I suggested. He looked at me as though I'd grown a second head, "why me?" "Because I'm too scared to do it, the girl seems unstable." "And I'm not? The girl is terrifying when she starts reprimanding us." "How can you be scared of her? You literall

