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

Chapter 213

Belle took a moment to tidy her dress, which got wrinkled during running.

Then she puffed her chest, raised her chin, and walked over like a proud princess.

“Morning.”

She said in a polite yet distant voice.

The ladies jerked around in shock. Especially Agnes. Her movement was so large that

she almost knocked over a teacup.

“Princess Belle, wha–what are you doing here?” one of the ladies stuttered.

“I am here for your tea party,” Belle replied with a cool smile.

“Forgive me Your Highness, but you are not invited-

“Oh, is that so?”

Belle raised an eyebrow, glaring at her, “This is my house, my garden. The willow above your head was planted by my late mama and papa decades ago. And now you are telling me that I need to be invited to my own home?”

The lady flinched, biting her lips in silence.

Wells walked over and stood behind his twin sister’s back, “Belle, looks like we have got a bunch of intruders in our house. What do we do to those intruders again?”

Belle said in her soft, silky voice, “We chase them out. Or we shoot them dead.” “Great idea.” Wells grinned, stretching his body, “Do you want to take the lead? Or should 1

“Wait!”

Agnes stood up abruptly with a pale face.

Her chest heaved. Then she forced out a smile, “You are more than welcome to join us, Princess Belle, Prince Wells…and Lady Janet.”

“Awesome.”

Belle held Janet’s hand and led her to the long table set underneath the tree.

There were several intricately designed cushions on the ground. All the ladies were sitting on those cushions.

Yet there was only one empty cushion left.

“I am a dude. I can sit on the ground,” Wells shrugged.

“Then we still need one more seat at the table.”

Belle looked around the table and eventually fixed her gaze on Agnes’s face. “…Agnes, you should stand up and make room for me and Janet,” she chuckled.

The twin’s target was quite clear now.

The ladies exchanged uneasy looks with each other while Agnes’s face twisted with embarrassment.

Then she said in a strained voice, “I don’t think that is necessary, Princess Belle. I can easily ask the maids to bring us one more cushion…”

“So now it is OK to add one more seat to the table? Then what about last Christmas?” Belle said in a loud voice, “You sat in MY seat last Christmas by my brother’s side! When I walked up to confront you, you said that the table was full and asked me to sit somewhere else! I got angry yet you said to everyone, ‘Look at Belle. Getting all teared up for such a small matter. But who can blame her? She is just a spoiled child.“”

vivid mimicry of Agnes’s

wanted to

them. They quickly lowered

not a child. Surely you won’t get upset if we ask you

her

and dubbed it at the corner of her

obviously hold a grudge against me, Princess Belle…But…But it is not that your

did you say?!”

my fault

never choose to sit with you instead of with

“But it is true.”

her handkerchief and sobbed, “He often said to me that… that he hoped he could have a break from his annoying brother

Belle roared her cheek

now saw what was going on

her to Agnes’s exclusive tea party, hoping to wrap up the party and embarrass Agnes in front of

easily get under their

hated to see

up and said to Agnes with a faint smile, “Lady Agnes, are you saying

her lips, stuttering, “No,

to King Westin again? You are not his mate nor fiancé,

Agnes was rendered speechless.

pale

more important than his own brother and sister?” Janet let out a sarcastic laugh. “Or are

“NO!” Agnes snapped.

frustrated breath and stood up from

my seat if

snapped her head to Janet, joy gleaming in her eyes. Wells

felt exhilarating

did feel

all took their seats by the table, leaving Agnes the

since you have nothing else to do while standing, why don’t you play the harp for

froze on

at once, “Good

the ladies, with the intention to ease the tension, spoke up at once, idea. Lady Agnes is an

our pleasure to hear

and Wells, even though the

fingers. I can’t

about the

I don’t

But how come you don’t know how to play any instrument?” Belle asked sharply,

looked at Agnes

her fists, scarlet in

suddenly

she choked, dubbing her eyes with her handkerchief. “A widow like

as an excuse to get out all of your lies and wrongs, leaving the dead with no peace?”

Agnes’s back became stiff.

loud wail of sorrow and turned on her heels

on us!” Belle

the rest of the ladies

go after Agnes, yet Wells spoke

pokers with me. Those of you who stay here are welcome to play. I

allowed young ladies