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

Chapter 235

Janet stayed in the hospital and listened to the fireworks going on all night long. Cheers could be heard in the distance.

Everyone in the Lycan’s Kingdom was happy, except for her.

She couldn’t stop wondering if Daran had seen those fireworks as well and if he would blame her for the decision that she made.

She would never have the chance to find out what he really thought.

The next morning, doctors went into her room and inspected her condition.

“It will take a couple of days for the wounds to recover. But other than that, you are in a very good condition,” the doctor said to her with a big smile. “And the King’s heir is very healthy. Congratulations, Queen Janet.”

They already started to address her as queen.

And her child….

Janet placed a hand on her belly.

Officially starting today, her child was Westin’s kid, the heir of the Lycan’s Kingdom.

She better get used to that sooner.

“Thank you. So can I check out of the hospital today?” she asked the doctor.

“We strongly encourage you to stay here a bit longer. The nurses will apply a special ointment to your wound daily so that they will not leave a scar…”

“Scars do not bother me,” said Janet calmly.

Actually, she preferred to leave the scars.

It would serve as a constant reminder of what her enemy had done to her.

She wanted revenge.

An eye for an eye.

“I will check out of the hospital today,” she said to the doctor in a firm voice.

The doctor still looked reluctant.

But there was nothing he could say to change Janet’s mind, so he signed her release. eventually.

Janet left her room.

Yet she didn’t leave the hospital right away. Instead, she went into Elder Randy’s ward.

If she wanted to destroy Agnes, she would have to first weaken Agnes’s influence in this kingdom.

She needed to find something on Agnes, something she could use.

As for now, she hadn’t gotten anything yet.

Agnes did go into Westin’s study to assassinate her. But Janet asked the servants already and nobody had seen her. There wasn’t any surveillance camera in King’s

study.

So Janet couldn’t prove the assassination.

The only loose end was Elder Randy’s poisoning, in which Janet felt strongly that Agnes must have been involved.

If she could prove that Agnes was responsible for poisoning Elder Randy and framing her, she could definitely ruin that vicious woman.

A few nurses were taking Elder Randy’s blood pressure when Janet came into the ward.

They immediately curtseyed to Janet, “Good day, Queen Janet.

walked up to the elder’s

up…And the doctors said that he might stay like that forever without a cure, and die in the endless coma,” said

Janet inspected the elder.

face looked sickly grey. He lay on the bed, perfectly still with

find some clues on him that could lead this

what

was almost impossible for her

had passed since the spring ball, and even though there

up so soon, Janet started

you looking for, Queen Janet?” the nurse asked,

this.

checked Elder Randy’s clothes.

And his pocket. Empty.

and nails.

lifted his eyelid to inspect

was when she froze on her

Why are his eyeballs red?” she turned to

“What?”

gathered over,

It was true!

when but there was no white in Elder Randy’s eyes. Just black

weird…” one of the nurses clamped

doctors didn’t

when he was

since so nobody

this to the doctor immediately,” Janet said

“Yes, Queen Janet!”

rushed out of the

pondering look on her face, “Red eyeballs… Why does this sound so familiar to

her, “You saw a

it probably isn’t poisoning related, or I would

let go of any

she asked, “Are there any medical records? Can you look

I am happy to serve the queen,” said the head nurse immediately. “When I finish today’s shift, I will go into the archives

a single day longer, “Where is the archive? I can go by myself if you

mind the dust and musty smell…Here is the

and

was located underground, in

iron gate with the key

door opened and she immediately

of age and decay. Her nostrils must be filled with dust

her nose with one hand, Janet stepped into the archive, looking around. Ancient medical records, cloaked in layers of dust, loomed

stretch into the ceiling.

glow of a flickering light bulb swung overhead, casting eerie shadows as

went to the

crossed the references “poison” and “red eyeballs” and clicked

Yet nothing showed up.

“poison” and searched

Still nothing.

head nurse warned her about this already: medical records from 3 years ago or more hadn’t been logged into the computers

looked at the shelves of

…Lots of work ahead.

right into papers

within the underground

the whisper of her breath and the gentle shuffle of her footsteps

through

scent clung to her clothes as she looked, her

she scanned the

Nothing. Nothing. Still nothing.

through files that dated back to 5 years ago yet nothing about “red eyeballs” popped

started to get

this was