She had just stepped out with her friends for a bit of window shopping.

Little did she expect that the moment they strolled into the luxury car dealership, she'd bump into Alaric and Hertha! What really set Georgia off was seeing Alaric buying Hertha a car! Why the hell was he buying Hertha a car?

His money had her family's fingerprints all over it. Why was he spending it on Hertha?

The rage within Georgia was a wildfire, simmering at her core, constantly suppressed by her own efforts.

Without Angelina's support, Georgia resorted to playing the damsel in distress-a tactic she had previously scorned. But harsh reality forced her hand.

"Georgia, playing the innocent flower doesn't suit you. Just be your usual self. Your attempt at squeezing out tears is giving me the creeps," Alaric called her out directly.

The anger Georgia had been suppressing flared up, impossible to hold back any longer.

"Alaric, what the hell gives you the right to buy that tramp Hertha a car! Every penny you spend comes from

getting her way, and

barely contained her anger for a few minutes, she was

she dropped the act and launched into a tirade, spitting venom and baring her teeth like

taken aback, not expecting Georgia to

her lack of respect for him

However, Georgia had always

certain decorum, even in her most spoiled moments, never quite descending to the level of

transformation, once again, completely shifted Alaric's perception of

thinking her merely a spoiled

was:

darkened, no longer concerned with

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