My blood boiled again, and my feet propelled me toward them. "How shameless of you to say such nasty things about me, Lalaina?"
This woman knew how to get under my skin.
"Oh? You’re still here, Carrie?" Lalaina looked at me with disdain. "Well, I know you know what I’m talking about. I saw you putting something in your daughter’s food. You plan to make her sick so you can get Maximus's attention." She accused.
I blinked in disbelief at her outrageous lies. "What the hell?!"
"Is that true, Carrie?" Max's gaze turned to me, his anger evident. "Did you do that to my daughter??"
"And you believe her lies?! Come on, Max! Why would I do that to my daughter? I’m not insane!" I retorted.
I watched as Lalaina tightly grasped Max's hand. "Max, I saw it! I wanted to tell you, but I was scared. Carrie poisoned Stacey!"
"I'm amazed, Lalaina. So, you're the storyteller in this little drama and I'm the villain?!" I started, barely holding back my urge to slap her.
Lalaina put on a show, hiding behind Max as if she were a frightened cat. "Look, she has murderous intent in her eyes. She's unwell, Max. You have to believe me."