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.

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

for Georgia couldn't have

her and Hertha

anger churned inside her like

said one thing to her, and you're all heartbroken?"

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

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

glared at Hertha, wishing

Alaric's bed on your own?"

Georgia but also made Alaric turn

bringing up such

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

shot up, her irritation momentarily quelled by Hertha's question, even feeling

together, and Hertha had seen it with her own eyes. That

that incident was enough to haunt

made Hertha

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