Nolan had heard the commotion outside and was forced to come out.

He had requested not to be disturbed, needing time to think and figure out how to set things straight.

But apparently, that wasn’t going to happen.

“What are you all doing here?” he snarled in a menacing tone, and Carla immediately stepped away from the door.

“Layla’s sick…” Keisha blurted, and Carla shot her a sharp glare.

“Sick,” Nolan repeated, eyes narrowing as he looked at Layla standing timidly behind ...