Theresa sighed as she huddled into her fur coat. She couldn't stand the cold. Perhaps that is why Paul had moved him and Serenia here. He hadn't wanted to lose their precious daughter to her.
Theresa's blood was hot in her veins. Now here she was, trying to find her daughter, who was probably lying through her teeth for attention.
She walked through the snow in her high heels to the car, "She will be punished for this." she murmured.
Once she reached the car, however, she wondered how she was going to find Serenia. She could go to the one hotel that was here, but she doubted that she could get her hotel room number from the manager. There again, she smirked. everyone has a price. She, herself, found that out when she was told that she could be a model. It had definitely paid off...