The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

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.

felt even more wronged. She had only yelled at Hertha, and

disgust for Georgia

difference in Alaric's treatment of her

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

her, and you're all heartbroken?" Georgia

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

forward, her face cold as

a word," Georgia glared at Hertha, wishing she could bore holes

you crawl into Alaric's bed on your

Georgia but also made Alaric turn to Hertha

up such a private

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

momentarily quelled by Hertha's question, even

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