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Carla stomped her feet angrily to Nolan's room with anger coursing through her body.

She couldn't believe that Layla had raised her hand to slap her, that was a big insult to her face.

She believed that she would have been in Layla's place if she hadn't come to steal her space away.

She was going to deal with Layla but now, she wanted Nolan to do that.

She knocked at the door of Nolan's room loudly.

"Who's it?" She heard Nolan àsk.

"It's me, Carla. I have something to tell you.." she began and waited patiently for Nolan to come open the door.

The moment she heard him place his hands on the doorknob she burst into tears.

She was going to play the victim and make Layla look like the bully.

She knew Nolan would believe her, Nolan believed that she was a saint. So he'll believe and reprimand Layla.

Further still, he could still throw Malcolm out of the house.

That would be a win-win for Carla.

Killing two birds with one stone.

"Caela what's the problem?" Nolan asked with a frown on his fa