Chapter 48

"Oh, come on, George," Sandra said in her nasally voice. "Why would he go for ... her?" I was about to pounce on her, but I wanted to hear my father's reply. He looked at us while I felt Galam's hands start to shake at my hips. I held it in both my hands, trying to calm him down. The corner of my father's lip went up as he said, "That's exactly what I was thinking." "She looks like a slut now, Georgie," Sandra said, flipping her hair. Oh, it was on. I let go of Galam, already trying to pounce on the blonde bimbo in front of me while the tears spilled out of my eyes. Even my dad deserved a smack in the face. Right when my nails were about to reach her face and her high pitched scream sounded in the air, Galam wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed me behind him. Jarred helped hold me back while I was struggling so hard in his arms. "Mr. Bradshaw," I heard the bitterness in Galam's tone. "I think the only person here trying to hurt her is you and," he turned his head a