The Seed of the Heir
Chapter 118

Somewhere else.

"What should I do now?" muttered Cecilia while staring blankly into her makeup mirror.

Her face that always looked beautiful with various polish from powder and expensive makeup, now looks pale because none of it adorned her face.

Cecilia looked desperate with her fate. Mateo is not willing to take responsibility with the baby who is now in the womb, while Alfa is happy with the woman of her choice.

Meanwhile, outside Cecilia's room.

Betty looked so panicked. Since yesterday afternoon, Cecilia had kept herself locked up in her room. The woman even forgot to eat and drink.

"Non! Non Cecil! Open the door, Non!" betty shouted while banging on the door of Cecilia's room.

However, there was not a single answer from inside the room. Betty didn't give up. He promised never to stop calling and banging on the door until Cecilia opened it.

"Non! It's me, Non! Please, open the door!" scream Betty again.

"How about, Betty Boy?" one of the servants asked Betty, who was still standing at the door of the woman's room.

Betty shook her head slowly. "It's still the same, Bi. Non Cecil didn't make any noise at all."

"Try on, Betty boy. Aunty was worried, afraid that something might happen to Non Cecil in the room."

"Yes, Bi. Oh yeah, does Auntie have her spare keys?" betty asked with a serious face looking at the middle-aged woman.

"It looks like it's been taken by Non Cecil, Betty Boy. You see, the spare key of this room is no longer in the storage cabinet," said the waiter.

Betty took a deep breath and now her gaze was on the door of the room. "Can I break it down, huh? But ... What if Non Cecil gets angry because I broke the door to his room" Betty murmured while thinking hard.

After thinking hard, Betty finally made the decision to try to break down the door.

"All right! Than something unwanted happens in there. I'd better just break down the door and if Non Cecil gets mad at me, I'll apologize and compensate for all the damage. Yes, although my salary must be cut out by Non Cecil," continued Betty.

Betty took a few steps back and asked the servant who was still standing beside her to immediately move away from the place. After taking a swing, Betty was ready to exert all her energy to break the door.

"One ... two ... three!" Betty ran and then pointed her body at the door very hard.

Brugc!

Brugc!

Brugc!

Cecilia grabbed a razor blade that she had prepared beforehand. The draped razor lay on his dressing table, right next to his outstretched hand on the table.

With a blank look, Cecilia opened the razor bundle and grabbed the thin, sharp object. Cecilia pointed the razor to her left arm while closing her eyes.

"I'm sorry, God! I was forced to do this because I was no longer able to live in this world" he murmured.

Brakk!

I heard the sound of the door opening very loudly. Betty managed to open the door and break it. Without thinking, Betty ran towards Cecilia and snatched the razor from her hand.

"Miss! What did Miss do? Miss is crazy, yes!" betty shrieked with a panicked face looking at Cecilia.

Cecilia laughed cynically. "Yes, I'm crazy. Here, return the razor to me!" cecilia's word extended her hand to Betty.

Betty shook her head quickly and hid her hand that was still holding the new razor to the back of her back.

"No! I'm not going to give it to Miss!" firmly Betty.

"Damn you! Who are you, huh? Now I command you, return the razor to me and let me do it!" snapped Cecilia with round eyes looking at Betty.

"No way!" reply Betty while grasping the razor tightly and unknowingly the razor had injured her hand until it bled.

"Bad! I said give it back, yes give it back!" Cecilia pulled Betty's hand violently and tried to retake the razor.

However, suddenly Cecilia stopped her action after seeing the amount of blood coming out of the soft-boned man's hands. He threw Betty's hand violently and then cast his gaze in the other direction.

"Why are you doing this, Betty? You should have just let me die. What are you worried about anyway? You can still find another job" said Cecilia with a bent face.

"Don't talk like that, Non Cecil. Not good," Betty said with a sad face.

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