The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1441

Georgia stared through the car window at the grievously injured Hertha, her eyes brimming with malice. Her chest heaved with rage, the tidal waves of loathing for Hertha etched deep upon her face.

The blood seeping from Hertha's forehead mingled with her hair, dyeing it a dark crimson. Georgia felt not an ounce of pity. As she looked upon Hertha's condition, a wicked thought sparked in her mind.

What if Hertha never received medical attention and just died? Surely, Georgia couldn't be blamed.

It was Hertha who rear-ended her car. All she did was fail to call the cops or an ambulance in time.

Even if Hertha died, nobody could pin it on Georgia.

With that thought, Georgia's heartbeat quickened, her breath grew rapid and her gaze upon Hertha turned venomous.

If Hertha were to die, there would no longer be this woman in the world, and Alaric would have to let go no matter how much he yearned.

Without Hertha, Alaric's life and heart would belong to Georgia!

The more she thought about it, the more fiercely Georgia's heart pounded, her eyes glinting with spite, her soul teetering on the brink of good and evil.

At this moment, every fiber of her being was steeped in malevolence.

She had just been on the phone with her mother, venting her frustrations, begging her to find a way to convince Alaric not to call off the engagement and to marry her sooner rather than later.

But her mother was powerless in this situation, fretting helplessly without a solution in sight.