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.

on the

nobody came

everywhere, at least dozens of them.

ballroom had lapsed

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

heard her and asked, “Are

“Y–Yes…”

in

was a maid 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

maid pointed a finger at Harper and

hometown, and became a rogue because of you! You tramp…Why

her teeth looking humiliated, and growled, “Shut your fucking hole! I can do

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

swayed on

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

koma a moot but

say! Yes, I have a past, but so ist everybody! My

was livid with

kicked her aside

your dirty hands away,” he

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

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

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

sure can!” Lance hissed under his breath, “You fucking brought shame to me, you tramp! In front of all my subjects and guests! I

quivered on

the most important

a powerful husband, a crown, and

setback in Riverside Pack. But she recovered from that. She worked her way up from a lowly slave to a Queen–a Queen was much

Luna!

was her revenge

envy her. She got everything. And that cunt

why did her past have to be exposed

was already so close to her

clenched her ruined skirt and suddenly raised her

better, Lance? If I am a tramp, you

rounded his eyes, “What the fuck did you say?

yourself. Don’t think that I didn’t know!” Harper laughed coldly, “How many women have you fucked? Possibly all the maids

gasped in

his lungs, “I am the King! I can do whatever I please! A night with the King was the best thing that happened in those women’s lives-” “Then I am

eyes were

one hand

are Queen because I made you! But

group of armed guards rushed

this woman out of here!” Lance

“Yes, my King!”

screamed, pulling her own

had been hiding in the corner, afraid that this could

them.

that Lance was going to

please forgive my daughter!” Hellen wept, “She is your

by her side, “Yes! Somebody did this on purpose to

some

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