Please Confess Your Seed!

Fatal Error

Claudya looked down, still crying, as she felt her future had been shattered.

When Pricillia saw Claudya in such a state, she immediately hugged her tightly. Claudya returned the hug because she needed a shoulder to lean on right now.

"I'm sorry, Pricillia! How did this happen to me?" Claudya's sobs could be clearly heard despite her tears.

Because of that hug, an unintentional press was made on the walkie-talkie button that Pricillia was carrying. This clearly recorded their entire conversation for everyone who was holding their walkie-talkies.

"What has happened to you, Claudya?" Priscilla inquired.

Everyone looked around, perplexed by what they had just heard. They took a brief break from what they were doing. Some of them are armed with cell phones, ready to record speeches that will astound them later. It was also required as proof if anything happened between them.

"I'm not sure why this happened. He... has taken my honor and then abandoned me," Claudya explained, startling everyone.

"What do you mean, Claudia?" Priscilla inquired.

"I brought food to everyone in this room. He even grabbed me and assaulted me. He made me do it and then left," Claudya explained.

Everyone who heard it was shocked because they knew Morgan Chasvier was the person who rented the room. Claudya didn't know the hotel guests who usually stayed at this hotel because she was still new to working here.

"What? Mr. Morgan Chasvier would never do something like that. He'd never do it with a maid! I'm well aware of that!" muttered the receptionist, who had overheard their conversation.

The others didn't believe it either and instead made other claims about Claudya. They assumed it was Claudya who was attempting to make this happen and tried to persuade Morgan to join her.

"Take Claudya immediately to the briefing room!" said the receptionist over the security guard's walkie-talkie. "We're going to teach her a lesson!" She stated.

Soon after, while Claudya was still venting her rage and sadness, security guards arrived and pressed the room's doorbell. Someone rang their room's bell, and Claudya and Pricillia exchanged glances.

"Who's that?" Claudya inquired, and Pricillia shook her head.

"You wait in the bathroom, and I'll deal with it," Pricillia said, prompting Claudya to nod slightly.

Claudya bolted for the toilet, the blanket still wrapped around her body. She hoped that solving all of these problems would be simple.

Pricillia called from outside the toilet, forcing Claudya to take a deep breath.

"What exactly is it?"

"First, put on a change of clothes," Pricillia instructed, and Claudya opened the toilet door slightly and took the change of clothes.

Claudya quickly changed into the clothes Pricillia had given her and exited the toilet. For a brief moment, his eyes widened as he noticed a swarm of security officers staring at her cynically.

Claudya was shocked to see them there and resigned to what would happen to her after this.

"Take it to the briefing room!" exclaims the security chief.

They rushed Claudya to the briefing room. Claudya turned to face everyone in the room. They gave Claudya a cynical look, as if they were cursing her.

"What are you doing in Morgan Chasvier's room?" the receptionist sarcastically asked Claudya. "That night was shift change, you know! Since 11 p.m., you should not be in the vicinity of this hotel," she said, causing Claudya to look at her with sadness.

"I was asked to deliver food, then that crazy man grabbed me and forced me to do something bad," Claudya said simply, making everyone sneer.

"Keep your mouth shut, b***h! You call him a lunatic?"

"Mister Morgan Chasvier would never do such a lowly thing, let alone be with a maid like you!"

"Yes, you must have done it first! Seductress, you!"

"How dare you seduce the Chasvier family's young master?"

Everyone applauded and jeered, unable to believe what Claudya was telling them. They even accused Claudya of being ridiculous, further encircling her.

"Do you realize who you're dealing with?" the receptionist sarcastically asked Claudya. "Young Master Morgan is a Chasvier family descendant! This is the most prestigious family in Grandville! You're not aware of it because you're from Chestville! Country people, how dare you do that to a lord like Morgan Chasvier!" she yelled, making Claudya wince.

It was only natural, after hearing the receptionist's words, that the crazy man he met was very arrogant in front of Claudya. Morgan also refuses and snaps at Claudya, claiming that she was never told.

'Is it true he's a young master?' Claudya, who was beginning to realize who Morgan truly was, reflected.

Claudya, on the other hand, is irritated that Morgan has forced her to do things she has never done before, with any man. Morgan didn't want to get her clothes, let alone be held accountable for what he had done to her.

'Damn you! Is he really a sultan? No wonder he did the strange thing he desired. But it makes no difference to me! Even though I'm from the village, I don't want him to make fun of it!' Claudya thought, completely rejecting what Morgan had done to her.

"We don't want you here any longer!"

"Yes, please find another location! We don't need garbage like that."

Everyone was irritated with Claudya and even judged her with statements that made no sense. They didn't look at Claudya properly just because she was a village woman. They always see the person in the highest position as always being correct. It's not like Claudya, who belongs to the lowest caste and comes from a small village on the outskirts of town.

Pricillia grabbed Claudya's shoulder, heartbroken by what they had done to her. Even though Pricillia had only known Claudya for two months, she felt at ease speaking with her. Claudya was an innocent woman who spoke casually to him. Pricillia, on the other hand, came to the conclusion that Claudya was a good woman.

"You are no longer welcome here. Better get out of here right now!" snarled the receptionist.