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

Chapter 236

Janet looked at Agnes, frozen, her eyes wide with alarm.

…What was Agnes doing here?!

Had Agnes found out what she was up to already?

“What was with that horrified face?” Agnes raised an eyebrow, “And what were you looking at?”

Keavy’s medical record was still lying on the floor, at Janet’s feet.

Janet took a small step back and kicked the file with her heel.

The file slid right underneath the shelves.

She didn’t want Agnes to know that she was tracing this lead until she could find some concrete proof.

“Shouldn’t I be horrified? Last time we saw each other, you fucking tried to kill me!” Janet hissed, “What

are you doing here now? Finish up your undone job?”

“Look, Janet,” said Agnes, unsmiling, “We probably have a misunderstanding-”

Before she finished, another series of heavy footsteps came into the archive room.

Clemente came dashing in.

He glanced at Janet and then directed his gaze to Agnes.

“Why didn’t you wait for me?” he said in a complaint kind of tone.

Now Janet was truly starting to get nervous.

She could probably take down Agnes by herself. Agnes was just a delicate lady, nothing to be worried

about.

But Agnes plus Clemente?

She would have zero chance of escaping.

“Clemente.”

She stared at Clemente, clenching her fists behind her.

“I thought you said that you were done with this mess. So what are you and Agnes doing here? Trying

to betray the King’s order again?“.

Clemente looked stunned.

“What? No! You–You got this all wrong!”

He took a hasty step forward.

Seeing the tensed look on Janet’s face, he withdrew his feet and dragged Agnes to Janet’s face.

“We are not here to hurt you! It is the complete opposite…Agnes is here to apologize,” said him

urgently.

…Apologize?

For a brief moment, Janet thought that she had probably heard it wrong.

It was so ridiculous that she couldn’t even believe her own ears.

Janet let out a loud, sarcastic laugh. “You? Want to apologize?”

“…Yes, I do.”

Agnes pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed it at the corner of her eyes.

“I am so sorry Janet…I lost my mind that day…I didn’t know what I was doing!” she said in a broken

voice, “I let jealousy take over my brain and sanity…I–I really hope that you can forgive me…”

“Forgive you?!”

Janet couldn’t help but raised her voice, growling, “You came into the room and tried to stab me with a

fucking dagger! You almost caused me, my child! That is something I cannot forgive my entire life!”

Agnes burst out wailing.

She dropped to her knees, buried her face into her palms, and cried, her shoulders. shaking violently.

“Then what do you want me to do?” she sobbed, pitifully. “You want me to die? Will you forgive me

then?”

She suddenly pulled out a dagger from her pocket and pointed it at her own chest.

“Just say

the word, Queen Janet!” she stared at Janet with teary eyes. “Say the word and I will kill myself, right

here and right now, to show you how sorry I am!”

Janet gritted her teeth in fume.

..That manipulative, cunning bitch.

“Agnes!”

Clemente lunged forward and grabbed Agnes’s waist, an anxious look on his face.

“Don’t be stupid!” he snarled.

More tears poured out of Agnes’s eyes, “Then what I am supposed to do, Clemente? Queen Janet

wouldn’t forgive me. If…If she tells Westin and the elders about this, how will people think of me? More

importantly…how will people think of Bryn? I better kill myself right now to save me from all those

humiliations…”

Janet let out a cold laugh.

Now she saw what was really going on.

Agnes was afraid that she might tell Westin about her crime.

So she came in here, pretended to be sorry, and hoped that she could bury what happened once thing

for all.

Clemente rounded one arm around Agnes’s trembling shoulder and raised his head. to look at Janet.

There was a pleading look on his face.

He said in a low voice, “I know that you are furious, and we are in no position to ask for your

forgiveness…But Agnes is mentally unstable. She really has been through a lot since my brother

passed away…”

Janet snorted.

Bullshit.

Agnes looked perfectly normal when she raised that dagger at her screaming “DIE

BITCH.”

Agnes’s mental condition couldn’t be harder.

“… You once said that you owed me one, Queen Janet,” said Clemente, breathing hard. “Remember?

You said that it was your fault that I got punished by the King….So. I am begging you now. Please…

forgive Agnes.”

Janet didn’t even know whether to call Clemente kind or stupid.

“You want to cash in my favor now? For Agnes?” she asked coldly.

“Yes.”

“You sure you won’t regret it later?” she sneered,

Clemente shook his head with a firm look, “No I won’t. Agnes is my family. She is my responsibility.”

“Funny. I see.”

Janet crossed her arms and directed a searching look upon Agnes.

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fingers.

Janet could tell that Agnes was on edge.

She pondered for a few moments and raised her chin, “…Fine.”

Clemente widened his eyes with joy.

Agnes snapped her head up, exhilarated, “Really?!”

“Yes,” said Janet, unsmiling, “As long as you promise to leave me and Westin alone.”

“Yes. Yes. I swear! You are the Queen now. You and Westin have a mate bond. I will not dare to bother

you two again!” Agnes grinned through tears. “Thank you so much, Queen Janet, for your forgiveness.

You are a very nice person.”

“You are welcome,” Janet chuckled.

Forgiveness?

Forgiveness her ass!

What this wicked bitch did was beyond forgiveness.

Janet wanted her to rot in hell.

Yet Janet didn’t have any hard proof to crucify Agnes. She could only pretend to forgive Agnes, lower

her guard, and then carry on with her investigation.

And when she had enough evidence to prove Agnes guilty…

Janet stared at Agnes’s gleeful face and let out a cold laugh internally.

That would be the day Agnes went straight to hell.

“Now will you leave me alone?” Janet waved her hand idly, “The head nurse told me that I could find

some good maternal books in here. I haven’t finished with my research vet.”

“May I help? My queen?” Agnes asked eagerly.

“Oh, I can’t bother a lady.”

Janet chuckled and looked over to Clemente, “Clemente, if you are not too busy at the moment, can

you help me? Some of the books are on the top shelf. I can’t reach

them.”

“Of course,” Westin agreed without hesitation.

Agnes curtseyed to Janet and then left the archive room.

“Forget about the books,” said Janet icily.

That was simply an excuse to get rid of Agnes so that the two of them could talk

alone.

Janet got on her knees and retrieved Keavy’s medical record from underneath the shelves.

“Look at this,” she handed it to Clemente.

He took the file, perplexed, and opened it up.

“This is…my brother’s file?” he asked, looking stunned. “Wait. You were here to look. for my brother’s

file? Why?”

Janet pointed at the symptoms, “Look here.”

‘Red eyeballs after death.‘

Clemente read out the part that Janet pointed at and frowned, “Yeah, I remember that. The doctors

said that it is a result of Keavy’s allergy-”

“What kind of allergy caused people’s eyeballs to turn red?!” Janet snapped.

She lowered her voice and whispered, “…And earlier today, I found a similar symptom in Elder Randy

as well.”

Clemente looked as though he had just been struck by thunder.

“But–But Elder Randy was poisoned!” he stuttered.

“Exactly.” Janet stared at him, “Now you see where I am going with this?”

Clemente shivered.

He clenched onto the brittle cover of the file and shook his head hastily, “No. No. Impossible! My

brother died of an allergy. The doctors confirmed that…”

“The doctor could be wrong…Now, tell me what happened on the day that Keavy died?”

Clemente took in a deep breath to calm himself down.

Slowly, he spoke up in a low voice:

His voice broke.

Janet patted his shoulder, “Agnes wasn’t at home when you came back?”

“No! She was still with her parents. Keavy was at home alone, all night long. We even checked the

security camera at the front door. Nobody stopped by except for the delivery guy…”

He jerked his head up and looked at Janet, anxiously, “You see? Nobody except for Keavy was in that

house that night. No one had the chance to poison him!”

“One doesn’t need to be in the scene to poison somebody,” Janet shook her head. “I have a wild

guess. But can I trust you with this, Clemente?”

“Of course!” Clemente growled, “God…This is about my brother’s death for Christ’s sake…Just tell

me…

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