Georgia looked up at the sky, feigning innocence, "Who said that? Certainly wasn't me."

Hertha scoffed, unimpressed by Georgia's sudden transformation into the picture of obedience now that Alaric had arrived. Just moments ago, she was all high and mighty, but now, she was as meek as a lamb.

Hertha's gaze shifted to the woman next to Georgia, "Hey, beautiful, care to enlighten us on who was the jerk saying spending thirty grand on a car is a peasant move?"

Georgia's face turned a shade of green at Hertha's insult, but with Alaric standing by Hertha's side, she restrained herself from snapping back.

The last time Alaric was sick, and she, along with Angelina, visited him, it only ended up annoying Alaric.

drove a wedge

out how to get back into Alaric's or

and she could kiss

snide remarks, Georgia bit her

the jerk was?" The woman next to Georgia played dumb too, deliberately avoiding eye contact

feather flock together. A jerk always hangs out with jerks,"

enough time, Hertha let go of Alaric, intending to open her car door and leave the scene behind. Just as her hand touched the door handle, someone yanked it away, and a hand flew towards her face, aiming for a slap. But

to teach her a lesson. Instead of hitting

looked ferocious as she lunged at Hertha, "Ah! You're dead, I'll kill

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