Chapter: 138

With a sinking feeling, she lifted her foot and discovered it was a fresh pile of dog droppings.

Trying to maintain her composure, Alicia feigned concern. "Are you okay, Georgia?"

Revolted, Georgia instinctively tried to shove Alicia.

Alicia swiftly sidestepped, avoiding her reach.

Georgia's balance faltered, and she fell directly onto the ground.

As she tried to push herself up, the stench overwhelmed her, and she realized her hand was coated in another pile of dog droppings.

Georgia had always been a favored maid under Shelia's care, rarely encountering real hardship.

Now, caked in muck, she shivered with disgust, vocally complaining about the foul stench.

Shelia watched with a cold expression as Georgia's disheveled state marred the setting.

Alicia's half-smirk made Shelia's irritation palpable, leading her to silently curse Alicia's manipulative ways.

Struggling to her feet, Georgia aimed for the living room to clean up.

Alicia, feigning surprise, inquired, "Georgia, where are you headed?"

“To take a shower, of course!" Georgia snapped back.

"Isn't your room past the living room?" Alicia reminded her, pretending to be helpful. “And Mrs. Yates is in there. Won't you bring the smell in with you?" she added, making Georgia pause and glance towards Shelia, sensing her displeasure from a distance.

Shelia's annoyance seemed to stem from a mix of disdain and frustration at Georgia's mishap, which made her hesitate.

Shelia was already in a bad mood and now Georgia had failed to teach Alicia a lesson and had fallen flat on her face earlier.

Alicia suggested subtly, “Why not wash at the fountain? It might lessen the stench a bit."

Seeing the sense in Alicia's suggestion, Georgia headed toward the fountain without further thought.

Alicia followed, offering, "Let me help you."

"You should help. This mess is your doing. You'll assist me in cleaning up later!" Georgia asserted, accustomed to bossing Alicia around.

Alicia nodded in agreement without protest.

As Georgia began to wash, the foul mess repelled the nearby fish in the pond, which quickly swam away.

Calm again, Georgia confronted Alicia. “You deliberately called me over, didn't you?"

Alicia blinked, her face a mask of innocence. "Georgia, how can you say that?"

Georgia, unfazed and visibly annoyed, retorted, “You claim you were picking flowers? That's a flimsy excuse. You staged a fall near two piles of dog mess to lure me there, didn't you?"

Alicia put on a show of being hurt. "You know we're not friends, Georgia. When I hurt my ankle, I never called for you. You came without being asked. Remember?"

"You-" Georgia faltered, searching for words, then burst out. "Why did you move when I pushed you? If you'd stayed put, I wouldn't have ended up on the ground!"

Alicia's eyes widened in disbelief.

“Really, Georgia? You pushed me. Why would I just stand there? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Georgia was left speechless once more.