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.

disgust for Georgia couldn't have been more

stark difference in Alaric's treatment of her and

inside her like a rising tide and an

one thing to her, and you're all heartbroken?" Georgia retorted, her voice

can talk about?" Alaric shot

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

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

years ago, did you crawl into Alaric's bed on your own?" Hertha's question

made Alaric turn to Hertha with a look

up such a private matter

incident, but there was no need to air their

irritation momentarily quelled by Hertha's question, even feeling a

Hertha had seen it with

now, that incident was

made Hertha

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