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

“I think it is Agnes,” said Janet coolly.

Chapter 237

Telling Clemente seemed like a reckless move since he was on Agnes’s side right now and was very loyal to her..

But Janet had thought this through already.

First of all, she needed an errand boy.

This was the Lycan’s kingdom. She needed someone from the inside to conduct her investigation.

Clemente was a general, a very capable soldier. He was the perfect choice.

Second, Clemente was only loyal to Agnes because of his brother Keavy.

When he found out that Agnes had something to do with Keavy’s death, that loyalty would be gone by then.

Telling Clemente was a gamble.

But a worthy one.

“…Agnes?”

Clemente repeated in a strange tone as though there was a stone stuck in his throat.

“Agnes?!…No. No, Janet, you are crazy! She is my brother’s mate! They were a perfect couple. Everybody knew that! Do you know how devastated Agnes was when she lost my brother?!”

“I didn’t. All I know is that sadness can be faked. And Agnes is a very good actress,” said Janet icily.

Clemente glared at her, “You are only saying this because you hold a grudge against Agnes! Because she tried to kill you! But this and my brother’s death are completely two different things-”

“They are not!” Janet snarled, “Agnes did both of these things for the same reason–Westin! She wanted me dead because she couldn’t be with Westin with me.

his mate, still alive. And the same goes for Keavy…”

“FUCK!”

Clemente threw a punch at the shelves, which wobbled and a couple of files fell off.

He stared at Janet with bloodshot eyes.

Anger and pain gleamed in his eyes.

“I don’t care if you are the King’s mate and the Queen,” he hissed. “But if you say another word of groundless bullshit, I will fucking hit you!”

He was furious. His world just turned upside down.

But Janet knew that he wouldn’t hit her.

He was too nice for that.

“It isn’t groundless. And it isn’t bullshit!” Janet snapped, “Agnes framed me for Elder Randy’s incident! She was behind Elder Randy’s poison. And if Elder Randy and

Keavy share the same symptoms, she must be responsible for Keavy’s death as well! Just connect the dots here-”

“Can you prove that Agnes poisoned Elder Randy?!”

Janet bit her lips, frustrated.

No. She couldn’t.

her to help carry the barrel. And Annie wouldn’t testify

it was all in your head,” Clemente sneered.

in a deep

Shit.

too

time to

Elder Randy is poisoned, and he and Keavy share the same symptom. That

more

allergy!”

Clemente lapsed into silence.

was black

He couldn’t overlook that.

upper arm, saying in a pleading tone. “It probably is Agnes, it

his face with one

he murmured, “Fuck…OK. You are right. A little investigation will not

Janet smiled.

that she could

we

restaurant that Keavy ordered that takeout

they left the archive room

located in a small town outside

upscale little place that served

them when they came into the door, “Good

see the manager

manager is out at the moment. You can

range,” said Clemente icily. “Just tell him that General Clemente is here to see him. I

phone at the front desk and

her face changed

Clemente and Janet with

shown to the manager’s

man was expecting them. A

office.

owe the pleasure?” he shook Clemente’s hand with both of his hands, “I…I thought the case was closed

it now. Any problem with that?” Clemente replied in a freezing

placed his order. Maybe he had some strange allergies that nobody knew of and the food came from us…So fine! But we have paid the fine already. We fired our chef. The restaurant was shut down for a year. My husband even spent his time in jail for a couple of months. What else do you

…Yes.”

don’t want any troubles…It was a

into any trouble if you cooperate. Now, walk me through that

have told the police about this

it

directed a skeptical

directed a skeptical look upon

King’s mate, Queen

and

that night? I

“O–OK…let me think…”

his dry lips, recollecting the

order at around 6… Took me half an hour to prepare the food and I left the restaurant at around 6:30. It was a clear night, a smooth drive…I didn’t. run into any traffic and arrived at Mr. Keavy’s doorstep at around

“Wait.”

That can’t be right. It was pouring rain that

owner’s jaw tightened, “No, no, the weather was

in a traffic jam on my way back. I

don’t know…Maybe it was raining…I didn’t remember. It

Janet frowned.