The Woman From Hell

Zedd's face turned crimson. "Who said I’m going to be an uncle? Wanda Lane, don't try to buddy up with me."

"Alright, alright. I won't do that," I said as I smiled, thinking that Zedd could be rather cute and naive at times. Gazing at his red face, I asked, "Actually, aren't things quite nice the way they are now? I thought you liked her. Why don't you confess your feelings?"

"Shut up. Do you really think you know me that well? I'm warning you, don't poke your nose into other people's business. Is there anything else you want to say to me? If that's all, forgive me for not having more time to entertain you."

As he said that, he got up and prepared to leave. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

I said, "Of course there are other matters I want to bring up. You're friendly with people at Newlight Media, right?"

When I finished speaking, I tilted my gaze upwards to look at him.

He had obviously not expected me to ask that question. He was visibly stunned for a moment before snapping back to reality. He said, "Yes, we’re close. Why? Is it against the law to have friends?" "You’re well aware that a lot of things have happened t

o the company lately. Based on the recent rumors, things from Sandy's breach of contract to the plagiarism issue. All I want to say is that you're one of Theo’s best friends, and I hope I won't have to see best friends turning on each other for personal gain."

I did not need to sugarcoat such serious matters. I was direct with my choice of words.

Zedd stared at me and laughed coolly as he said, "You think I’m selling out Grant Corporation? You’re truly naive, Wanda. Have you told him about your suspicions yet?"

I shook my head. "It's all guesswork on my part, so I haven't said anything. However, I once saw someone I shouldn't have seen in your car."

He was stunned. "I didn't think you had seen that."

"Can you tell me the truth now?" I asked as I gazed into his eyes sincerely.

He raised an eyebrow. "You can search for the answers you want to find, or you can let Theo know about your suspicions, but either way, I'm not telling you anything."

"However," he said as he leaned forward, positioning his face right in front of my eyes, "although I hate you, I have to admit that you're good at your job. But you're still someone difficult to like."

I knew this was the sort of person he was. I had grown used to his malicious words, so I did not hold a grudge against him.

Since he would not tell me anything, I did not see any use in asking him any more questions. I simply stood and wished him goodbye.

I had just walked out of the cafe when Cecilia called m e and told me to come over to her house. From the way she was speaking, I could tell that she was not in her usual mood.

I hurriedly raced over to her house.

When I opened the door, I saw Cecilia curled up on the couch, hugging her knees close to her chest. She had a vacant look in her eyes, and she looked about as energetic as someone who no longer had a soul.

"What's wrong? Did you meet Tyler again?” I could not think of anyone else capable of leaving her in such a state.

She shook her head and retrieved a wrinkled piece of paper from behind her to hand to me.

Taking it from her, I saw that it was an ultrasound with the words "10 weeks pregnant!" written on it.

I was stunned. Although I knew Cecilia enjoyed hooking up with men, I also knew she always made sure to use protection. No accidents had ever happened over all these years.

"When?" I finally calmed down. We were all adults now, so getting pregnant was not as big a deal as it used to be.

"The last time I followed you on that business trip," she said weakly, lowering her head.

The last time she had followed me on a business trip? The same one she had gotten drunk during?

I suddenly remembered that I had asked Mason to pick her up that night. I also remembered that when w e were calling the next morning, I had heard a man's voice in the background.

"It's Mason's?" I was in disbelief. Mason rarely showed any interest in women, let alone in sleeping with them.

Cecilia pulled at her hair miserably before burying her head into her knees again.

I immediately understood. "Does he know?"

Cecilia shook her head. "I don't plan on telling him."

I reached out to hug her. "That's okay, you don't have t o tell him if you don't want to. If you want to give birth to the kid, you can do that, and we’ll raise the kid together. I still have some savings, and it should be enough for us. And if you don't want to give birth to the kid, I can accompany you to the hospital tomorrow."

"This is God's gift to me. I want to give birth to my baby," Cecilia said firmly as she raised her head.

I understood how she was feeling. We were both lonely spirits, and because of that, we especially cherished the angels we were gifted by the heavens.

"Alright, then we'll raise them both together.” The expression on her face finally changed when she heard me say that. "I plan to purchase the house we looked at last time and start a new life in kiosella City."