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Alaric's narrow, hawk-like eyes widened as he stared at Georgia. The news she delivered left him in a state of shock and delight, his breathing erratic with the overwhelming surprise. Hertha was equally taken aback, having never anticipated the truth to unfold in such a manner.
That night, Alaric had indeed been with a woman, so when Georgia confessed it was her, he harbored no doubt. He couldn't dismiss what had happened to him. But in reality, the woman Alaric had been with was Hertha, not Georgia! She had been too drunk to realize, mistaking her sticky skin for sweat, never considering the actual reason.
The truth was that she and Alaric... The misunderstanding that had been a thorn in her side was just that—a misunderstanding. Her issue with Alaric's night of indiscretion was, in fact, with herself.
After revealing the truth, Georgia, feeling both angry and wronged, bit her lower lip, breathing heavily in frustration. Despite her anger, she couldn't unleash it in front of Hertha, forcing her voice to soften as she asked, "I've told you everything. Can I go now?"
Georgia had always been bold and brash, relying on her family's influence. She was naturally timid when confronted with real strength. Hertha had shown a wild, almost lethal side that genuinely frightened Georgia. Even after revealing the truth, Georgia dared not raise her voice to Hertha. She was backed by Alaric now, her confidence and support stemming entirely from him. In contrast, Georgia stood alone, no match for them.
Knowing when to retreat, she prioritized her escape. Snapping back to reality, Hertha fixed Georgia with a piercing gaze. "Swear to God that everything you've said is the truth, without a shred of deceit!"
Georgia, intimidated by Hertha's intense stare, felt her heart pounding, hoping Hertha would just let her go. Every second she stayed was a second closer to danger.
Georgia, thinking back to a ren
news story about a desperate individual pushed too far, feared for her life under Hertha's oppression. Even a cornered rabbit will bite in desperation.
With her heart racing, Georgia raised two fingers and solemnly swore, "I swear, every word I've spoken is true. If I'm lying, may lightning strike me down."
Hertha's frown deepened, but her tense heart finally relaxed. Stepping back, she told Georgia, "You can go."
This was Hertha's way of fully releasing Georgia from her grasp. The oppressive aura around Georgia lifted, and she felt a sense of relief yet she couldn't leave without casting one last longing look at Alaric, who regarded her with disdain. Her heart ached, but swallowing her pride, she quickly walked away. In this game, she had lost miserably.
With Georgia gone, the tension in the air eased.