Chapter 636


    Georgia was not one to be outdone. She rose and retorted to Hertha, “You’re the one who’s full of


    herself! Do you think losing some weight and wearing a cheap dress makes you worthy of ric? I’m


    his match. We’re both from reputable families and equally attractive. We’re the perfect match!”


    “You’re full of crap!” Hertha retorted confidently with her waist crossed, “Look at you, so skinny! Do you


    think a few jewelries and expensive clothes can salvage your grace? You’re so frail you’re practically a


    skeleton! What man would want you? Men prefer women like me, slim but with a bit to hold onto!”


    Georgia was left speechless, her chest heaving with fury. No one had ever pinpointed her insecurities


    so urately before.


    And because those were her insecurities, it stung all the more when they wereid bare. She was left


    angry and helpless.


    Georgia pointed a trembling finger at Hertha, unable to say a single word.


    Hertha held her head high, confronting Georgia with an air of defiance.


    Meanwhile, ric sat in his seat with a faint smile as he watched the two women argue. His eyes never


    left Hertha.


    Both women were arguing over him, fighting for his attention. It was quite ttering and a testament to


    his charm.


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    Seeing that she couldn’t win the argument, Georgia clung to ric’s arm, attempting to pull him up as


    she whined, “Mr. Falconer, stand up and say something. Tell her that I’m your fiancée and she’s just a


    home-wrecker!”


    Hertha looked at ric anxiously, her round eyes filled with trepidation.


    She had won over Georgia, but if ric were to confirm his engagement with Georgia, her victory


    woulde crashing down.


    ric, however, broke Georgia’s fingers off his arm. His eyes twinkled mischievously as he said, “Let’s


    get one thing straight. Stop parading around as my fiancée. I’m not engaged to you, and I have no


    intention of marrying you.”


    Upon hearing ric’s words, Hertha’s heart nearly soared with joy. Her eyes shone with happiness.


    Georgia was on the verge of tears. “Then why did you agree to bring me here and apany me all


    this while?”


    “Your father practically handed you over to me, expecting me to take good care of you and to ensure


    your safe return. Though I didn’t agree with any of it, it’s a man’s duty to protect women. Don’t you


    understand?” ric replied.


    Left stunned, Georgia began to sob like a child, drawing the attention of those around them.


    ric, fearing the embarrassment, whispered to Georgia, “Stop crying. You’re not a child anymore.


    Have some dignity.”


    Georgia, however, clung onto ric again, petntly dering, “I don’t care. I want to cry. You’re mine,


    and only mine!”


    Hertha wasn’t happy about it. She stepped forward, pulled Georgia’s hand away from ric, and hid


    him behind her. “He’s the man I’ve chosen. He’s mine, and only mine! Don’t get it twisted!”


    “You…”


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    “Just go back to being your little daddy’s girl. Goodbye and take care,” Hertha said with a triumphant


    grin.


    Georgia stomped her foot in frustration and ran out of the venue, crying.


    ric, however, was concerned and attempted to go after her.


    Hertha held him back. “Where do you think you’re going?”


    ric’s handsome face turned serious as he shrugged off Hertha’s hand. “Enough games. I promised


    her father I’d see her home safe.”