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.

asked her to help carry the

was all in your

in

Shit.

she went in too strong and pushed too

to process all

said,” Janet said irritably. “But Elder Randy is poisoned, and he and Keavy share the same symptom. That part you

there is something more to your brother’s death. It

allergy!”

Clemente lapsed into silence.

black and

He couldn’t overlook that.

arm, saying in a pleading tone. “It probably is Agnes, it probably isn’t. But you need to find out the

his face

You are right. A little investigation

Janet smiled.

could get Clemente on

where should we

the restaurant that Keavy ordered that takeout from?”

and they left the archive

a small town outside of the royal

little place that served

when they came into the door, “Good

here to see the manager of this

at the moment. You can let me know if there is

Clemente is here to see him.

the front desk and whispered something into the

changed

dropped the phone and looked at Clemente and Janet with an awe–stricken

to the manager’s

man was expecting them. A tall brunette was with him in

office.

to what do I owe the pleasure?” he shook Clemente’s hand with both of his hands,

it now. Any problem with that?” Clemente

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

…Yes.”

nervously, “Look General Clemente, we really don’t want any troubles…It was a tragedy, yes. But people have to carry on living their lives. Don’t

into any trouble if you cooperate.

have told the police about this millions of times

it one more time,” said

his wife directed a

wife directed a

mate,

and bowed to

demanded, “What happened that

“O–OK…let me think…”

dry lips, recollecting

restaurant at around 6:30. It was a clear night, a smooth

“Wait.”

That can’t be right. It was pouring rain

the weather was

a traffic jam on my way

owner stuttered, “I don’t know…Maybe it was

Janet frowned.