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"Hmmm… Do it like this… Roast it well. Focus first. If you don't focus, how will you ever learn? Do you really not know how to roast a simple fish properly? What have you been cooking for my son and my pumpkin all these days? Have you been starving them? I should have known. Look at my little pumpkin. She is always so thin!"

Georgina's face twitched as she almost threw the damn fish on the woman's face… But she didn't. Oh, she wanted to, wanted it with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns, but she didn't. That would ruin the image she was trying to build.

Instead, she gritted her teeth and smiled. "I have been feeding them," Georgina said as calmly as she could, turning the fish with exaggerated care. "Your son eats like a starving ogre and still has abs, and your pumpkin has more energy than an entire herd of mountain goats. But sure, blame the fish."