The Alpha King's Mind Reading Maid (Cecilia) novel Chapter 149

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Chapter 149

“He wasn’t looking at me. sure the dress caught him off guard. It’s royal linen. He will have some choice words for me later, I’m sure.”

“Perhaps,” Jasmine said, lifting one shoulder. “Or perhaps he couldn’t take his eyes off you.”

Her tone was teasing, and it made Claira and Cora chuckle, neither of them arguing against Jasmine’s point. I wanted to ask Cora more about her conversation with Leopold, but we were interrupted by a group of girls.

Girls I didn’t recognize.

“You must be Cecilia. We’ve heard plenty about you,” one of the girls said, her arms folding casually around her chest, pushing up her already large breasts. “Like how you’re only an omega and aren’t any real competition. I’m sure he only asked you to be his favored concubine because you were an easy lay. But the King is going to need a real woman to be his queen.”

“And you believe that woman should be you?” I asked, the question coming out before I could stop it.

She pressed her lips together and glared at me even more intensely than before.

“If not me, then who else? My father is the most prestigious Alpha in the world, second only to the King himself. Me being the queen was written in the stars, and there’s no way a little omega is going to ruin that for me.”

“Landon said there is to be no fighting,” Claira stated, trying to step in between the two of us. “We aren’t after any trouble. Please, return to your side of the room.”

The woman let out a bark of laughter.

“Oh, please. Pretty soon, all of this is going to be mine, and all of you will be hanged for speaking to me in such a way,” she seethed, her cheeks growing redder with each word she spoke. “You have no idea what kind of things I am capable of… what kind of people I know.”

“Threatening us isn’t going to get you ahead,” Jasmine said, narrowing her own eyes. “Haven’t you been taught anything?”

“It seems she needs a bit of elegance training as well,” Claira agreed, a smirk rising on her lips. “Careless coming here unprepared.”

“Come on,” Jasmine said, motioning with her head towards the tables. “Let’s go sit somewhere.”

They started towards the tables, and I was about to follow them, but then the woman grabbed my arm, and I whipped around to face her. I saw how red her face had gotten and how devious her eyes had become.

“You fucking bitch,” she said through her teeth, her tone low enough for only me to hear.

“Let me go,” I said, trying to pull my arm away, but the corner of her lips lifted, and suddenly, she was using her other hand to grab onto her own wrist.

For a moment, I was confused, but then she swiped her hand across her forearm, her nails digging into her flesh and drawing actual blood. My heart stopped in my chest at the sight, and then she finally released me, dramatically staggering back with a shocked shout.

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