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

Chapter 172

The cake started to wobble when Harper cut a slice off

“Watch out!” a maid cried.

The next second, the ten–layer cake came crashing down and fell right onto Harper’s head.

“AHHH-”

Harper let out a deafening scream, her face, and body covered in jam and cream. The gorgeous gown that she was so proud of was completely ruined.

An astonished gasp could be heard from the crowd. Guests backed away hastily to stay away from the sticky cream on the floor.

There was a disgusted expression on Lance’s face.

He cast one disdainful look at Harper and turned to Edwin, “Sir Edwin, let’s get away

from this mess. Don’t let the cream get on your shoes…

“Hold on a second.”

Sir Edwin bent down and picked up a piece of paper from the crumbles, “What is this?”

“A paper?” Lance frowned, “What is it doing in the cake?”

Sir Edwin wiped the cream on the tablecloth and presented it to the guests with a crooked smile, “Looks like a photo…Oh, and a very interesting one.”

Guests huddled over.

Even Lance leaned over to take a closer look.

Then everyone’s face changed abruptly.

It was a nude pic, with Harper in bed with a middle–aged man. He grabbed her hair

and was riding her like a horse.

“Jesus Christ!” One female guest screamed, covering her eyes with both of her hands, “How disgraceful…it hurt my eyes!”

There was an uproar in the crowd.

“It looks like Queen Harper!” somebody cried, “It is her nude pic!”

“And there is more on the ground!”

Guests swarmed in and scrabbled for the scattered photos hidden in the falling cake.

Harper wiped the cream on her face and saw a photo lying by her feet. She picked it up, saw what was in the photo, and her face contorted with horror.

“Stop! STOP!!”

She roared, threading the photo into pieces, and rushed to fight over the remaining photos, “Stop looking at it! This fucking private! I am ordering you as the Queen

FUCKING STOP!!!”

Yet nobody listened.

to snatch a photo from a guy’s hand. She slipped on

groaned painfully, yet nobody came to

were photos everywhere, at least dozens of them. All guests had joined this

lapsed into complete

having an orgy!” A maid stared at the photo in her hand

and asked,

“Y–Yes…”

said in

working in this elder’s house. My mistress suspected her husband of having an affair. And she thought he was banging one of the maids in the house. She fired and expelled all

a finger at Harper and snarled

and became a rogue because of you!

“Shut your fucking hole! I can do whatever I

husband’s affair!” the maid cried, “You have blood on your

on

knees, and grabbed his pants, looking at him with

koma a moot but

Please don’t believe what they say! Yes, I have a past, but so ist everybody! My past doesn’t

livid

kicked her aside

away,” he hissed

cool smile, “But your past does say something about your character. Does the Rogue King really want

who sat on the floor with her hair messy like a bird nest and her gown ripped apart. Her face was smudged

she widened her eyes in horror, “I am not an adulterer…My King, you have crowned me already… You

fucking brought shame to me, you tramp! In front of all

quivered on

the most important day

what she deserved, a powerful

from that. She worked her way up from

Luna!

her revenge on

envy her. She got everything. And that

past have to be exposed

already so close

and suddenly

you any better, Lance? If I am a tramp, you are

his eyes, “What the fuck did

coldly, “How many women have you fucked? Possibly all the maids in this palace? You have no right to be all mighty and

gasped

the King was the best thing that happened in those women’s lives-” “Then I am the Queen!” Harper screamed,

were slits of

hand

Queen because I made you! But

group of armed guards

woman out

“Yes, my King!”

pulling her

Paul had been hiding in the corner, afraid that this

them.

that Lance was going to dethrone Harper,

wept, “She is your mate! Your

side, “Yes! Somebody did this on purpose to sabotage

some sense