Chapter 58:

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Georgia had always been a favored servant under Shelia's care, rarely facing any real hardships. Now, covered in manure, she trembled in disgust, voicing her complaints about the nauseating stench.

Shelia regarded her coldly, her expression hardening as she saw the scruffy state of Georgia marring an otherwise immaculate setting. Alicia's half-smile only increased Shelia's irritation, and she silently cursed Alicia's manipulative ways.

Standing up, Georgia headed into the living room to clean up. Alicia, feeling surprised, asked, “Georgia, where are you going?”

“To take a shower, of course,” Georgia replied.

“Isn't your room just past the living room?” Alicia reminded her, pretending to be helpful. “And Mrs. Yates is there. Aren’t you bringing the smell with you?” she added, causing Georgia to stop and look at Shelia. Shelia's displeasure was palpable from a distance.

Shelia's annoyance was evident, a mixture of disdain and frustration at Georgia's mishap. Georgia had failed to teach Alicia a lesson and had instead fallen flat on her face.

Alice subtly suggested, "Why don't you wash yourself in the fountain? It might lessen the stench a little."

Seeing the logic in Alice's suggestion, Georgia headed toward the fountain without further thought. Alice followed her, offering, "Let me help you."

“You should help. This mess is your doing. Then you can help me clean up,” Georgia replied, used to giving Alice orders.

Alice without protest.

As Georgia began to wash, the fish in the pond were repelled by the filth, and swam away. The tension was palpable, but the calm was short-lived when Georgia confronted Alicia.

"You called me on purpose, didn't you?"

blinked, her face a mask of innocence. “Georgia, how can

were picking flowers? That's a flimsy excuse. You

friends, Georgia. When I hurt my ankle, I never called you. You came without me

out, “Why did you

the floor!” Georgia's voice was tinged with anger.

would I just stand there? Do you think I'm stupid?” Alicia replied,

In the past, no

anger, Alicia gave her a sly smile. "Relax, Georgia. It's just a bit of dog dirt.

pointed towards the pond. “Let's get

water, she spent. Before Georgia could

to swim sent her into a panic. She thrashed

"Are you all right, Georgia? Can

her arms crossed, watching with cold indifference as Georgia staggered

others arrived that they managed to pull

ran to shore, still screaming for

her: “Stop being

regained her composure, wiped her face and

“That little pond almost drowned you? Why didn’t you

panic, insisted, “Mr. Yates,

the pond, about to voice her complaint, but stopped when she saw Alice standing calmly in

Georgia was speechless.

Someone chuckled from behind.

her anger rising.

distance

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