Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chapter 169

The head maid got herself hammered with that bottle of wine and fell asleep in the lounge.

When she woke up, it was already 6 o’clock the next morning.

“Jesus Christ!”

She jumped up and sprunt into the kitchen crying, “Fuck we don’t have much time left! How is the cake coming along-”

The wedding cake was already finished.

When she came dashing in, Janet was just adding one finishing touch–placing the couple’s figurine on the top layer.

The wedding cake stood 10 layers high, covered in buttercream pink frosting, and decorated with ribbons, red roses, and white lilies.

It was made to perfection.

The head maid could already imagine the guests staring at this piece of work in awe. “Holy…Did you make this all by yourself?” she gasped.

Janet nodded, dusting some flour off her apron, “Yeah, what do you think?”

“It is…absolutely perfect.”

The head maid walked around the cake, admiring it from all directions. She couldn’t find anywhere that needed refinement.

“Great work, Janet. Really, fabulous work!” she said, “I will be sure to mention your name to the masters when they ask about this cake-”

Janet waved her hands hastily, “No, no please don’t. This is all you. I just offered a little help.”

The head maid smiled to Janet with gratitude in her eyes.

She thought Janet didn’t want to steal her thunder.

But what she didn’t know was that there were a dozen photos hidden in the hollow

core.

Like a time bomb, waiting to be ignited.

On the day of the wedding, the head maid made everyone get up and go to work before the sun came up.

The stove was on since 4:30 and the heat made everyone sweat like hell.

None of them had time to stop and take a break. They had to take turns grabbing a quick bite for their lunch or they wouldn’t be able to get their work done before the dinner party.

Janet overheard a couple of maids complaining about the workloads.

“I am so done with our job!”

One maid growled, chopping the vegetables.

One maid growled, chopping the vegetables.

“Us kitchen maids are forced to stay down here, by the oven and stove, and get all the heavy works done! While those sluts upstairs get to attend the ceremony a parties with the masters. It is so not fair!”

“I know!” the other maid snapped while squeezing a lemonade, “That tramp Gill kept texting me photos of the morning reception and all those gorgeous male guests. Oh, have you seen the queen’s wedding gown?”

“No. Have you?”

tramp Gill has. She said the wedding gown was absolutely stunning. The Queen looks like

listening to

must be the day that Harper dreamed

expensive wedding gown, fancy parties, and herself

beautiful

would be ruined the moment Harper cut that

ceremony was held at

the ceremony, the King and Queen and all the guests would

in the afternoon, a

maids to help out at the dinner

the chance to attend

in the air, volunteering for this dream

pointed at Janet specifically,

The others were rankled.

she get to go?” one maid

all her work done!” the head maid roared back, “Anyone who has a problem

and left the

the Grand Ballroom, where the dinner

been transformed into a

arched high ceiling was adorned with intricate moldings, ribbons, and sparkling chandeliers. The walls were lined with golden

crystal, and

chatting. The room was filled with the soft hum

in his

women

looked so noble and

head down! Don’t look at the

as they crossed the room staying close

can’t afford to offend any one of these people,” he

rolled her eyes

her behind the bar and asked

came forward and placed their

orders and looked around

didn’t see

sight of Daran,

Harper

glasses of champagne,” said a haughty voice behind her

Janet turned around.

widened with shock when she saw the person who

It was Paul!

him was

like Harper still managed to get her parents across the border and bring them to the

appeared on the couple’s faces

look who it is! Working behind the counter as a maid! What happened, Janet? Did

with Alpha Daran and

let out

their sarcasm and poured them two glasses of

is your order,”

and snapped, “Watch your goodman attitude! You are a fucking maid now. And my dear daughter is the queen! We can tramp you like a

“You mean the same daughter that you turned your

She despised these two.

Harper under the bus

crawling back to their discarded daughter as soon as