"If you don't want to go, you don't have to," Tiana said coldly.

Natasha clenched her jaw but did not dare snap back at Tiana. Instead, she turned to Andrew with pleading eyes.

Andrew let out a helpless sigh. "Be good. Sit with Jerry. If anything unexpected happens on the road, it's better to have a backup."

Only then did Natasha head to the back, but it was obvious she felt wronged—her eyes were already brimming with tears.

Andrew felt a sudden wave of irritation. Tiana's tone could really be too domineering sometimes.

Besides, Natasha was a woman who lived a hard life, surviving on the edge. Andrew truly admired her, and yes, he liked her too.

This trip had meant a lot to Natasha. She was excited, even happy, because she had finally gotten a chance to be alone with Andrew. However, the moment Tiana gave her that command, all her hopes were crushed.

Natasha was not the kind of woman who cried easily. Her spirit had always been tough. Yet, her heart had softened because