Chapter 115: Kidnapped and Rejected The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw Chapter 116

Chapter 116

BANG!

The two-meter high champagne tower crushed down with a loud noise. The wine was spilled everywhere, and the glasses were shattered. Andre was buried in the middle of this ruin.

All the customers cried out in horror and backed away quickly to avoid being injured.

Even Janet parted her lips in shock.

She did mean to teach this little prick a lesson. But she had only thought about slapping him one more time or breaking one of his little pinkies.

Knocking him into the champagne tower….was it a little too much?

“Daran!” she lowered her voice and said in an urgent voice, “You probably have gone too far…Andre is General Danton’s child, nevertheless…”

“It is fine.”

Daran rolled his wrists and cast a dark look on Andre, “He can be the Rogue King’s son and I still won’t give a shit. He should feel lucky enough that he is still breathing alive.”

The loud noise attracted the nightclub’s security.

A few large men dressed in black suits rushed over. One of them tried to help Andre up from the scattered glasses.

“Master Andre!” he gasped in horror. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

Andre groaned in pain.

His right leg was twisted in a strange ankle-probably a broken bone. There were numerous cuts and bruises on his body. Some of the bruises started to bleed.

“I-I am alright? You fucking idiot! Of course, I am not alright!” Andre roared like an angry beast, “What are you waiting for? The man who kicked me was standing right there! Arrest him!!”

The security immediately turned his head and looked at Daran and Janet.

There was a menacing look on his face at first. Yet when he recognized Daran, that look quickly changed into horror.

“A-Alpha Daran!”

The security staggered back, crying out in a high-pitched voice, “W-What are you doing here?”

Daran glanced at him coldly, “Am I not welcome here?”

“O-Of course not…”

“That little brat tried to assault my mate,” Daran said in an icy voice. “I was already being merciful enough for not snapping his hand and neck. Now, do you want to try and arrest me?”

The security gulped nervously. There were 6 of them. But none was brave enough to make a move.

“I didn’t think so too,” Daranald arrogantly

“You bunch of losers!” Andre snapped, “I will tell my father about this and have you

all fired!”

The security went back to him and whispered into his ears, “Master Andre, we know that you are frustrated but that is Alpha Daran! Nobody can hurt him…not even the King…”

“Coward!” Andre hissed, “He is our enemy! And you are all acting like a bunch of cowards! Shame on you!”

Janet slightly raised an eyebrow.

Andre came off as a spoiled little brat at first. But as it turned out, this kid had some backbones.

Just then, the nightclub’s manager pushed through the crowd and ran over. He brought a few medical staff with him.

Together, they brought Andre onto a stretcher.

“Take Master Andre to the hospital,” the manager said urgently.

Andre was carried away by them. His face was pale due to the pain. And his shirt was messy and tainted with blood.

When he passed by Daran and Janet’s side, he spat at them and hissed, “…You will fucking pay for this one day.”

Daran let out a sarcastic snort. A kid’s vain threat meant nothing to him.

After Andre was brought away, the nightclub manager walked up to Daran and Janet and bowed to them, “Good evening and welcome.”

Daran looked down at him freezingly, “Are we going to have more troubles?” “Oh no, Alpha Daran, of course not. I am just here to tell you that-”

The manager pointed at the balcony on the second floor and said, “Lady Morgana invited you two to the private lounge. She wants to have a word with you.”

Janet looked around and noticed that Kass and Morgana were no longer in their booth.

No wonder Kass didn’t rush over during their little quarrel with Andre.

“Certainly.”

Daran nodded.

“Please show us the way.”

The manager led them to the second floor and stopped at a closed door. He knocked on the door 3 times and stepped aside humbly.

“Lady Morgana is expecting you inside,” the manager said.

Daran stepped up and pushed the door open.

Together, they walked into the room.

This private lounge was large enough for 50 people to have a party here. But right now, there was no one else around. When the door closed behind their backs, the

This private lounge was large enough for 50 people to have a party here. But right now, there was no one else around. When the door closed behind their backs, the loud music from downstairs was completely cut off, It was extremely quiet in here. Morgana was sitting on a large, curved sofa, smoking a cigarette. She looked very relaxed.

In sharp contrast to her, Kass was super nervous. He sat a few feet apart from Morgana and kept his head down.

“I heard that you wanted to talk,” Janet broke the silence first.

“Well yes, I do.”

Morgana smiled idly and breathed out smoke, “My mate told me what you are after. I am here to help, willing to answer all of your questions.”

“Name your terms,” Daran said.

Morgana chuckled, “There is no term, no condition, no strings attached. I am willing to help. For free.”

Janet frowned. She found this too good to be true.

“You are Lance’s Cabinet Minister. You should be on his side,” she said. “Why are you willing to help us for free?”

Morgana snorted.

She stubbed the cigarette on the ashtray and her face turned dark.

“I never wanted to be a fucking rogue,” she said gloomily. “My bastard parents abandoned me. No foster care was willing to take in me because of my hideous birthmark. I lived on the street and wandered into the rogue’s territory…I survived in this shit hole. I made a living here. But it didn’t necessarily mean that I enjoy living in this barbarian world.”

“If you hate this so much, why not leave?” Janet asked.

Morgana snorted, “And give up everything that I fought so hard for? No, thank you. I hate my current life. But I just want to change, not give up on it.”

She sat up straighter and looked Janet in the eyes.

“I am not happy with Lance being the King.”

She said pointedly.

“I am fucking tired of being ruled by an incompetent man. It is time to change that. I like you. And most importantly, Kass is my mate. All those are my reasons to help.”

Janet exchanged a brief look with Daran.

It seemed like that Morgana was speaking the truth.

But this could also be a part of Lance’s dirty schemes—he had done something like this before.

After a little pause, Daran said, “We have been crossed by a friend before. Right now,

I don’t trust you.”

Morgana shrugged and leaned back to the couch.

“Fair enough.” she smiled, “There is plenty of time for us to build a healthy,

collaborative relationship. For now, as a friendly gesture, I can tell you who the former Rogue King’s son is.”

Janet held her breath involuntarily, “Who is he?”

“Actually, you all have tnet him already,” Morgana chuckled.

Janet frowned. She searched among all the faces that she had seen since she got here. But no one seemed to fit the profile.

“And you just kicked his ass downstair,” Morgana hinted.

Janet widened her eyes in shock.

..Andre?!

That little brat was the former Rogue King’s son?

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“Andre?”

Daran frowned. A clear hint of suspicion flickered across his eyes, “If I remember correctly, he is Danton’s son.”

“Foster son.”

Morgana corrected.

“Lance asked his best man Danton to adopt Andre after the former King died. This is a smart move, really. You know, keeping your enemy close.”

Janet still found this hard to believe, “But if Andre is really the former King’s kid, why didn’t Lance kill him? Why bother keeping him close?”

Morgana shrugged, “Who knows? Maybe there are some mysteries about the former

King that Lance hasn’t cracked yet, which made his son useful. Lance never shares his decision-making process with his subordinates. Like why does he keep you guys here? Nobody knows what he is thinking.”

Janet bit her lower lip, pondering.

Morgana was telling the truth. She could feel it.

If Andre was really the person that they were looking for, things would become quite

difficult.

They made a terrible first impression downstairs.

It would be hard to persuade Andre to help them now.

“Anything thoughts on how to break Andre?” Daran asked, “What is he like? Does he have any weak spots? Anything we can use?”

“Andre is a spoiled little prick, which you have seen for yourself. Danton treated him very nicely over the years. He made sure that Andre had everything, money, women, booze, you name it. You can probably approach him with women-that kid is a dog-but you won’t be able to buy him. He is very close to his foster dad…”

“Wait.”

Janet interrupted her, “Andre is close to Danton? Are you sure?”

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