This summer, she wanted to earn living expenses. I thought placing her in Dominic's company was a kindness.
I thought I was extending a hand.
Instead, I was digging my own grave.
My silence stretched. Georgia looked up, teeth pressing into her lower lip. "Ms. Matthews, I know you and Mr. Sawyer have a good relationship, but my child is innocent…"
Alex cut in. "Georgia, you're too soft! Even if that scumbag divorces this old hag to marry you, we still need a million in compensation for emotional damages!"
A laugh escaped me—cold, sharp, brittle as glass. "A million? Georgia, do you really think you're worth that price?"
Gasps rippled through the students at the door.
*"Did a teacher really just say that? I'm going to be sick."*
*"So vicious! She's cursing her own karma."*
*"A woman like that shouldn't have children!"*
Georgia's face drained white. She swayed. The livestreamer caught her, wailing at the camera. "Everyone saw that! This woman doesn't treat Georgia like a human being!"
Alex snatched a ceramic mug from my desk and raised it over my head.
I didn't flinch.