Before Charlotte could speak, she strode inside.
She smashed whatever she saw, threw all the clothes from the wardrobe out of the window, swept the makeup off the table, ripped up the sheets and tossed them out!
Pulling open the drawer, she grabbed a pair of scissors and cut all the designer clothes and bags in front of Charlotte.
Crushing the broken pieces in her hand, she threw them at Charlotte's face, glaring, "Listen carefully, every blade of grass, every brick and tile in this place is the result of my parents' hard work. Now that they're gone, I'm the only owner of this place, and it's not up to you, a shameless mistress!"
As Charlotte watched her beloved belongings get ruined by Layla, she screamed and lunged at her to hit her.
Layla picked up the bundle of sheets and threw it right at her chest.
Charlotte stumbled and fell to the ground.
"You just wait! Wait for it! Soon, you'll cry and scream until no one can help you!"
