Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna novel Chapter 77

(Earlier today–memory)

When I woke up earlier, I asked Matriarch Evelyn to help me investigate about the attack.

She told me that she had already investigated that matter.

Evidence showed that the contact number was indeed mine, but it was proven to have been hacked at the time of the incident. I had a solid alibi at that time. I was at Canis Enterprises that entire day, surrounded by

witnesses.

With this evidence, I could prove my innocence to Ethan.

But Bernard didn’t find anything linking Victoria to the attacker. No transaction records, no prior connection, no secret meetings.

So although I could clear my name, but couldn’t expose Victoria’s scheme.

So I rejected Matriarch Evelyn’s suggestion to present this evidence to Ethan. His apology means nothing to

me now.

Ethan’s heart holds no place for me. Even with proof, he would still doubt me. In his eyes, there were only

three people present at that scene who else could it be but me?

Matriarch Evelyn studied me, misunderstanding my refusal. “Liv, are you just going to let this go? Out of love

and forgiveness?”

I met her gaze, my voice hardening. “No!”

(Back to now)

The car pulled up to Matriarch Evelyn’s Villa, its tires crunching on the gravel driveway. Victoria sat across

from me, her eyes burning with hatred above the dirty gag.

I stepped out first, standing tall despite my weakened state. The bodyguards dragged Victoria from the vehicle and threw her roughly to the ground.

She landed hard on her knees, her muffled curses escaping around the edges of the gag. Her perfectly styled

hair was now disheveled, her designer clothes smeared with dirt.

I gave her a cold glance, then signaled to the bodyguards. “Take her inside.”

As they hauled Victoria to her feet, I turned and walked toward the villa’s entrance. Behind me, I heard the

sounds of struggle as Victoria fought against her captors.

Her shoes came off as they dragged her, her stockinged feet scraping against the rough ground. Small bloody trails marked her path as the stones cut through the delicate fabric.

When we reached the basement entrance, Victoria’s eyes widened with realization. She knew exactly what I had planned.

bodyguards held her firmly between them as I approached,

I nodded, and one of them removed her gag.

“You b***h–Victoria began, but I cut her off with a sharp slap across her face.

The sound echoed in the empty space. A trickle of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth where my ring

had caught her lip.

Victoria’s eyes widened in shock, then narrowed with fury. But she swallowed whatever insult she’d been

about to hurl.

What

“Ethan will never believe you,” Victoria spat, as if reading my thoughts. “He loves me, not you.”