"Mom, it's her again. I must find a way to eliminate that woman!"

Georgia's face was flushed with anger as she sat on the sofa, her eyes fixed fiercely on the teacup, as if it were Sabrina herself.

Polly appeared much calmer, but the malevolence in her eyes betrayed her true thoughts.

"We cannot act directly. Let Milo handle it."

Polly managed to stabilize the current situation, unwilling to take risks herself.

Georgia's eyes sparkled, "That's his ...