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.

She slipped on the cake, tripped, and

she groaned painfully, yet nobody came to

them. All

lapsed into

at the photo in her hand and gasped abruptly, “Wait a second…I know this man. This man is

heard her and asked, “Are you

“Y–Yes…”

maid said in a

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

pointed a finger at Harper and snarled

was you! I lost my job, left my hometown, and became a rogue because of

“Shut your fucking

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

swayed on

to her knees, and grabbed his pants, looking

koma a moot but

have a past, but so ist everybody! My past doesn’t affect my love towards

livid

her

hands away,” he hissed with

does say something about your character. Does the Rogue King really want an

a bird nest and her gown ripped

her eyes in horror, “I am not an adulterer…My

tramp!

on

most important day of

deserved, a powerful

she recovered from that. She worked her way up from a lowly slave to a Queen–a Queen

Luna!

her

could make that bitch Janet envy her. She got everything. And that cunt

did her past have to be

already so close to her goal–SO FUCKING

her ruined skirt and suddenly

If I am a tramp,

“What the fuck did you

coldly, “How many women have you fucked? Possibly all the maids in

gasped in unison,

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

eyes were slits

raised one hand and slapped Harper’s

because I made you! But you are not that any

of armed guards rushed

this woman out of here!”

“Yes, my King!”

pulling

been hiding in the corner, afraid that

them.

they heard that Lance was going to dethrone Harper, they hastily rushed

is your mate! Your destined one. Please don’t throw

her side, “Yes! Somebody did this on purpose

words brought some sense