The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 105

‘Greg.’ Christian linked.

Xandar took a moment to digest that fact before he linked, ‘They all said that?’

‘Yup.’ Xandar sighed before he asked, ‘I hope they’re arresting him, then?”

‘Uh-huh. teams have already been deployed when the Chief made the call to your place. He just wanted to let you know seeing that he’s your other cousin.’

‘I see. Thanks for letting me know, Christian.’

‘No problem. Charge your phone, cuz.’

‘Yeah, I’ll do that.’

When his eyes cleared, he saw that both of Lucianne’s small hands were wrapped around one of his large ones as she traced the lines on his palm and fingers. Lucianne didn’t know that the mind -link had ended, and she continued minding her own business with her mate’s rough and strong hands. But when Xandar suddenly trapped both of hers in the one she was playing with, her eyes snapped up to his partially onyx orbs.

“It’s Greg, baby,” he uttered ominously.

Lucianne blinked in confusion as she asked, “Greg is what, darling?” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He hugged her close as he explained, “Greg is the leader of Wu Bi Corp. He ordered the silver that hurt you in the Jewel Pack. He sent those rogues that killed so many of your kind. He was the one who came up with the scheme of siphoning funds. I don’t know if he forced Cummings and the others to join his

corrupted scheme, but he was definitely the one spearheading it. Odds are, he even had Tanner send that assassin after Russell which got you hurt, using her to cover his tracks.”

Lucianne’s soft face turned serious as she pondered on his words. Something seemed off to her. If i t really were Greg, and if he really wanted to kill her with silver and Goddess knows whatever else he had access to with Wu Bi’s resources, how was she still alive?

He could very well kill her whenever she was alone: on her morning runs when Xandar hadn’t joined her yet; when she excused herself from the dining hall to use the washroom; whenever she was in her hotel room alone; or even before Xandar arrived at the hospital after she fell unconscious. Annie was there with her but Greg wouldn’t have been scared of the Duchess.

If he wanted her dead…why go after Russell? If Greg really wrote the note on the knife, why was it addressed to Ellia and not Lucianne herself? Ellia didn’t even know Greg as far as Lucianne and Annie could gather from their conversations with her.

“Baby, a penny for your thoughts?” Xandar said with obvious worry.

Lucianne’s doubtful expression met his when she asked with furrowed eyebrows, “Are you sure it’s

Greg?”

Xandar blinked in surprise before he responded, “Their stories seem to match up. Cummings and the others, I mean. If it wasn’t Greg, why would they all say that it’s him?”

“If it were Greg… why would he go after Russell? It makes no sense.”

“I don’t know, baby. Maybe it was a trap to get the Oleander into you. Maybe the note and Russell was just to mislead us.” Xandar scoffed darkly as he muttered, “And he had the gall to come to the hospital that day.”

“Wait, what?”

Xandar’s still-onyx eyes locked with her completely-lost black orbs as he said in an angered suppressed voice, “When they were doing the blood transfusion, Greg came. He wanted to know what happened. Hmph.” Xandar shook his head. “As if he didn’t know. He was probably there to gloat.”

Lucianne asked suspiciously, “What did he say?”

“He asked what happened to you. After Dr Gina came out and told us that there was a chance you may be alright, that you were healing yourself from Oleander, he blew up, blaming me that the Oleander got into your system.” Xandar shook his head before he muttered, “What a convincing, manipulative hypocrite he is.”

“Xand,” Lucianne was interrupted by the doorbell.

Their sights glanced at the door and then back at each other before Xandar asked, “Were you expecting someone, Lucy?”

“No.” she said, as lost as her mate was at the moment.

Before she could get it, Xandar walked ahead of her and his hand subconsciously shielded her body from the front. As soon as Xandar turned the knob and saw that it was just Chief Dalloway, his arm that was in front of Lucy moved to her back, circling her waist and pulling her close to the side of his body. After exchanging bows, the Chief got to the point.

“The Duke told me you’d be here, your Highnesses. I apologize for the intrusion but this couldn’t wait. The…other Duke was not in his residence. Our people are still searching. But we retrieved something from his home when we sought to arrest him. It was addressed to you…” He handed a beige envelope in his hand to Lucianne and continued, “My Queen.”

“Me?” Lucianne asked in surprise.

The Chief nodded, and Lucianne hesitantly took the envelope from his hand. She and Xandar read the cover together, which read ‘H.R.H. Queen Lucianne’. Her future title was scribbled almost illegibly, but her name ‘Lucianne’ was written clearly, even beautifully. Lucianne turned it to the back and found that it was sealed by the seal of a Duke. In the whole Kingdom, only the King, Queen, Dukes and Duchesses had their personal seals but these were rarely used.

Before Lucianne could open it, Xandar’s fingers fell lightly on hers that were trying to open the envelope as he suggested in a soft voice, “Baby, maybe I should do it. Just in case.”

Lucianne narrowed her eyes at her worried mate as she retorted sarcastically, “In case of what? Poison pollen?” Before Xandar could say or do anything, she broke the seal and opened the envelope that contained a folded note. The outside was blank. She unfolded it and found a microchip stuck with tape on the inside, and only one line in Greg’s almost illegible handwriting: this should get you a head start, my Queen.

Without glancing at the two men, Lucianne said, “Come in, Chief. Looks like this is something we should all see.”

Her tone gave no room for discussion, and the Chief obliged without another word. Lucianne got out her laptop and placed the microchip in her SD card before inserting it into her laptop. And they waited.

Lucianne clicked on the only folder in the chip, and the folder expanded to a seemingly-infinite list of all kinds of things, from phone records to bank transactions to names. The three of them were left speechless as Lucianne skimmed through one file after another.

When she found the one on audits, and realized that the details matched with the ones they went through with Ellia and the others, Lucianne stared at the screen as she asked aloud, “If Greg really i s behind this, why would he disappear and leave me this? Why didn’t he just disappear without a trace?”