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 the cake, tripped, and fell to the floor with her face

nobody came to

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

ballroom had lapsed into complete

photo up in the air, “They are having an orgy!” A maid stared at the photo in her hand and gasped abruptly, “Wait

Edwin heard her and asked,

“Y–Yes…”

in a shaky

a maid working in this elder’s house. My mistress suspected her husband of having an affair. And she thought he

finger

job, left my hometown, and became a rogue because of you! You

growled, “Shut your fucking hole! I

my mistress had a miscarriage because of her husband’s affair!” the maid

on her

threw herself at Lance, dropped to her knees, and grabbed his pants, looking

koma a moot but

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

was livid

kicked her

away,” he

and said with a cool smile, “But your past does say something about your character. Does the

the floor with her hair messy like a bird nest

an adulterer…My King, you have crowned me already… You

his breath, “You fucking brought shame to me, you tramp! In front of all my subjects and guests! I

quivered on

the most important day of her

deserved, a powerful

minor setback in Riverside Pack. But she recovered from that. She worked her way up from

Luna!

her revenge

bitch Janet envy her. She got

past

already so close

and suddenly

any better, Lance? If I am

“What the fuck did you

Don’t think that I didn’t know!” Harper laughed coldly, “How many women have you fucked? Possibly all the maids in this palace? You have no

guests gasped in unison,

with the King was the best thing that happened in those

eyes were

raised one hand and slapped

because I made you! But you are not

group of armed guards rushed

woman out of here!” Lance

“Yes, my King!”

screamed, pulling her

in the corner, afraid that this could

them.

they heard that Lance was going to dethrone Harper,

is your

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

brought some sense

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