Kathy had always despised Leah Gatlin. When she saw Leah's bodyguard push Linda—combined with those earlier remarks—it pushed her over the edge. "How dare you!" she screamed at Leah's retreating back.
This time, neither Linda nor George Anderson intervened, watching intently for Leah's reaction.
Leah froze mid-step. Slowly turning, her piercing gaze finally locked onto George.
"George Anderson," she said with icy precision, "You think I'm the one who deserves to be struck by lightning?"
George's face went pale, his eyes darting nervously. "What are you implying?"
A smirk played on Leah's lips. "Don't act clueless. Should I ask Hannah Murphy to explain it to you?"
George staggered backward as if struck, his finger trembling. "Y-you—"
Without another word, Leah strode out, Noah follow
