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.

even drove a

to get back into Alaric's or Angelina's good

and she could kiss her image

Hertha's snide remarks, Georgia bit her

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

a feather flock together. A jerk always hangs out with

handle, someone yanked it away, and a hand flew towards her face, aiming for a slap. But Hertha wasn't one to take hits lying down. Swiftly, she caught the incoming hand and retaliated with

insulted, had impulsively rushed at Hertha, hoping to teach her a lesson. Instead of hitting Hertha, she found herself on the receiving end

as she lunged at Hertha, "Ah! You're dead,

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