Legal Researcher

Previously:-

Mr Wilson, can we stay in here for a couple of hours?" Isobel asked in her innocent voice making Cara roll her eyes. Even though her friend looked like a sweet girl with her adorable big brown eyes Cara knew the truth. She was a wrench. A bloodthirsty one at that.

She pitied her parents for falling into her trap.

"Of course, what happened?" Her father asked in a concerned voice.

"She is throwing one of her tantrums. You know what it is like." She said and Cara was boiling. Of course, how could she think Isobel will not take the opportunity to do that? Her father winced and called them to sit with him. 

Cara resisted the urge to stomp and walked up the stairs. She was going to show Isobel just what a temper tantrum she could throw.

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