Chapter 90 The Truth Unveiled
Marcus‘ POV
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The centennial celebration of the Rogue Pack royal family was officially underway, held in the grandest venue of Central City–the Eternal Pce.
The entire pce shimmered like a divine kingdom. Leaders of every top Pack across the continent had gathered, paying their respects with utmost sincerity.
Naturally, we–the Crimson Moon Pack–received our invitation as well.
I came dressed in formal, somber ck, along with my wife Belle, my daughter Slyvana, and my good–for–nothing son Kirby.
I was filled with anticipation. That woman Leslie–she had dared <i>to </i>attack and threaten reporters not long ago. Her actions may have intimidated some, but the bacsh would be even more severe. Once public opinion erupted like a flood, not even Lars, the King of Lycans, would be able to protect her. No matter how fond he was of her, the tide would force him to let her go.
Lars nced at us briefly, his gaze cold and dismissive. He didn’t even bother to speak to me.
Humiliation washed over me like a tidal wave.
Just then, the music in the pce abruptly stopped.
Lars of the Rogue Pack stepped onto the main stage.
“Everyone!” His voice, amplified by lycan power, echoed through the entire pce. “Thank you for joining us in celebrating the Rogue Pack royal family’s centennial. Tonight, there is something I must rify. I know many of you are curious about a certain woman–Leslie–who has recently been making waves across the continent’sworks and is closely associated with our royal family.”
Here ites!
A rush of excitement surged through me, and I couldn’t help the satisfied smile tugging at my <b>lips</b>.
He was finally going to distance himself from that woman–for the sake of the royal family’s reputation!
Belle and Slyvana exchanged looks, their eyes gleaming with expectation. That wretched woman Leslie was about to meet her downfall!
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Chapter 90 The Truth Unveiled
“Leslie’s professional capabilities within the Rogue Pack are beyond question,”
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Lars’s voice rang clear, “But her rtionship with my eldest son Thorbane is not what the public believes…”
“And while I have your attention, I’d like to reintroduce Leslie.”
He turned to the passage on the left, a warm, tender smile spreading across his face–one I’d never seen before. He waved in that direction and said, “Come, Leslie. Join us…”
To everyone’s shock, the door on the left slowly opened.
A figure stepped forward with poise and
grace.
She wore a soft blue off–shoulder gown, the fabric embedded with countless hexagonal diamonds that shimmered like the gxy itself. Around her neck hung an iris–shaped ne that radiated ancient nobility and elegance.
Her makeup was wless. Loose waves cascaded past her ears, her entire demeanor exuding a refined and regal aura. She wasposed, elegant, stunning—a true queen.
She walked with calm confidence, a world apart from the degrading rumors spread online.
As soon as she appeared, countless camera shes erupted like a storm.
Lars looked at her with satisfaction, gently taking her hand.
He paused, then looked toward the Crimson Moon delegation with an unreadable expression in his eyes<b>. </b>
“What most of you don’t know,” he continued, his voice thunderous in the vast hall, “is that I have not just three sons… but also a daughter. She is the Rogue Pack royal family’s greatest treasure. To protect her, I’ve kept her identity hidden from the world.”
He extended his arm and proudly pulled Leslie into his embrace,
“She is part of the Rogue Pack. Her name is Leslie. She is of the Rogue Pack royal line. She is the daughter I’ve cherished since she was a child–my biological daughter!”
“What… what?!”
My wife Belle shrieked in disbelief beside me. “She’s just a penniless orphan!”
“Shut up!” I snapped, my face dark with rage.
Lars himself had dered it. There was no denying it now.