Georgia was already boiling with rage, and the moment she heard Hertha's voice, she exploded. Whirling around, she screamed at Hertha, "You witch, what right do you have to speak to me!" She had restrained herself with Alaric, not daring to be too brazen.

After all, Alaric had evidence of her deception. If Alaric really lost his temper, the deputy director of the hospital, a relative of hers, would be in trouble.

She didn't want to bring disgrace upon her family and that relative.

After all, it was to help her that they had falsified a report.

If because of this, the deputy director lost his job and was disciplined, her family would never be able to face him again.

So, she held back with Alaric but felt bold enough to lash out at Hertha.

After all, Hertha was powerless. What could she possibly do to Georgia?

Just after Georgia had finished her tirade, Alaric stepped forward, shielding Hertha from Georgia's view, as if afraid Hertha would suffer the slightest insult. "Georgia, can't you speak nicely for once?" Alaric glared at Georgia.

wronged. She had only yelled at Hertha, and Alaric was already protecting her like a mother hen with her

his disgust for Georgia couldn't have been

Alaric's treatment of her and Hertha deepened the chasm in Georgia's

feelings of injustice and anger churned inside her like a rising tide

her, and you're all heartbroken?" Georgia retorted, her voice heavy with

can talk about?" Alaric shot back, anger evident in

Hertha stepped forward, her face cold as she addressed Georgia,

say a word," Georgia glared at Hertha, wishing she

crawl into Alaric's bed on

but also made Alaric

was she doing, bringing up such a

she hadn't gotten over that incident, but there was no need to air their dirty laundry in

momentarily quelled by

she and Alaric had been in bed together, and Hertha had seen it with

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