Chapter 117

“Andre?”

Daran frowned. A clear hint of suspicion flickered across his eyes, “If I remember correctly, he is Danton’s son.”

“Foster son.”

Morgana corrected.

“Lance asked his best man Danton to adopt Andre after the former King died. This is a smart move, really. You know, keeping your enemy close.”

Janet still found this hard to believe, “But if Andre is really the former King’s kid, why didn’t Lance kill him? Why bother keeping him close?”

Morgana shrugged, “Who knows? Maybe there are some mysteries about the former

King that Lance hasn’t cracked yet, which made his son useful. Lance never shares his decision-making process with his subordinates. Like why does he keep you guys here? Nobody knows what he is thinking.”

Janet bit her lower lip, pondering.

Morgana was telling the truth. She could feel it

If Andre was really the person that they were looking for, things would become quite

difficult.

They made a terrible first impression downstairs.

It would be hard to persuade Andre to help them now.

“Anything thoughts on how to break Andre?” Daran asked, “What is he like? Does he have any weak spots? Anything we can use?”

“Andre is a spoiled little prick, which you have seen for yourself. Danton treated him very nicely over the years. He made sure that Andre had everything, money, women, booze, you name it. You can probably approach him with women-that kid is a dog-but you won’t be able to buy him. He is very close to his foster dad…

“Wait.”

Janet interrupted her, “Andre is close to Danton? Are you sure?”

“Yeah, of course. Everybody knows it. Danton treats Andre like his own. They have a real connection,” Morgana said firmly.

Janet frowned. She looked uncertain.

Daran noticed her reluctance and he asked, “Why did you ask? Did you notice anything?”

“Well…yeah.’

Janet said slowly while trying hard to recall what she saw earlier.

“When they carried Andre out of the nightclub…and his shirt was loose…I happened to notice some old scars on his body.”

“So? It doesn’t mean anything,” Morgana yawned. “You guys just kicked his ass. It was natural to leave some scars.”

“Ancient. Scars.” Janet stressed.

a short pause, she said,

I meant

room lapsed

was rendered

General Danton’s beloved son, why would there be

who dared to abuse

know about

it right?” Morgana frowned, “Danton adored his son. He would never allow anyone to lay a finger on

that she was absolutely

she

“I…”

“Never mind. Maybe I saw it wrong.” Daran rubbed her tensed neck and said, “Don’t worry.

out a

mind if I skip this session?” she said idly. “Like you

held Janet’s hand and turned

glanced at Kass, “Are

a funny movement. It seemed as though he wanted to stand up

and placed her

chuckled, “No. You

even more nervous now

“Are

Janet

didn’t want Kass to feel that this was a quid pro quo and that he was obligated to do

S

uneasily. After a small pause, he gave a small nod to Janet. Morgana giggled,

pecked his cheek. His face was now flaming

smiled and left the room with

hectic as before. The

and Janet earlier. So

after midnight.

earlier. So they decided to take the back door

asked Daran, “So how should approach Andre? It would be hard after…what happened

said coldly. “Making friends with Andre is practically impossible even without our little encounter tonight. We can’t win

Janet sighed.

Daran was right.

was not with Andre

leave it to me,” Daran said

will just abduct that piece of shit to the middle of nowhere and torture

Janet smiled briefly.

She was still concerned.

was not a smart move. She didn’t want to go down

the employee exit. Daran pushed the

second.

a questioning look. Daran put his index finger on his lips, gesturing her to keep quiet,

Janet followed his instructions.

of the employee exit was a back alley. A

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