Chapter 272: Pressure
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
I never thought that one day I would be so happy to see Michael declare his sovereignty over in front of everyone, but when I saw Michael doing this, I wanted to pounce on him and kiss him. He was too handso like this.
Due to the occasion, I could only use my eyes to express my happiness to Michael.
Michael smiled at , and when he turned around to face the others, his face was cold again.
With the sound of a bell, the party began.
However, Brandon’s seat was still empty. I saw the Lycan King frowning. The butler then walked up to him and said a few words.
Michael and I were close enough to the seats of the King and Queen, so I could use my royal Lycan hearing to hear what they were saying.
“I’ve already searched everywhere, but I didn’t see the Crown Prince,” the butler said in a low voice.
I saw that His Majesty’s eyes had beco even gloomier. He then waved his hand to dismiss the butler.
At that mont, I felt my skirt being tugged. I turned to look at Michael, and he was winking at .
I gave him a confused look, and Michael mouthed, “Courtney.”
I pondered for a mont before coming to a sudden realization.
Previously, Brandon had lost his temper with Michael in the corridor and accused him of not bringing Courtney back. Did he abandon everything and go directly to the south to find her?
I felt that this was rather unbelievable. It was obvious that Brandon did not tell anyone about this. Furthermore, as the King’s heir, he must have a lot of work. Was the always-responsible Crown Prince going to just walk away like that?
I was about to ask Michael how he knew about this, but I found that the entire table had beco quiet.
I had no choice but to sit up straight as well. Obviously, the Lycan King was very upset about Brandon’s disappearance. His heavy aura, filled with anger, enveloped the entire house. And most of the spearheads followed his line of sight and fixed on Michael and . I believed we had beco the innocent scapegoats.
Just as I was about to be overwheld by the King’s aura, I felt Michael quietly grab my hand under the table. My mate’s aura effectively resisted the pressure from the King. I looked at Michael gratefully, and he smiled at .
Queen Wendy had been trying to ease the tense atmosphere. She asked everyone to start eating and started so light-hearted and pleasant topics. If it wasn’t for the ice-cold face of the King, I believe Queen Wendy’s actions would have been much more helpful.
So, we ended the al in this nervous and sowhat awkward atmosphere. I could see that everyone couldn’t wait to leave this place.
Michael, on the other hand, appeared to be very nonchalant. In essence, this banquet was a war between father and son. Brandon had already fled at the last minute, and Michael was under the most pressure. As for the rest of us, we were just fish in the pond caught in the disaster.
Thus, after all the guests had left, Michael pulled to sit where we were. We all knew His Majesty had sothing to say to us.
When Sasha left, she glanced in our direction as if she was hesitating about whether to stay. However, she was quickly invited out by the butler, and she could only leave.
Only four people were left at the long table: Michael, King Lycan, Queen Wendy, and .
All the servants left after removing the plates. Even the butler was ordered to leave by His Majesty.
“What’s your na?” Out of the blue, His Majesty asked a question.
“Cecily.” I thought briefly and added, “Cecily Levin, Your Majesty.”
“Levin, Hmph.” the King snorted disdainfully and stared at coldly, “I’ve never heard of this family. Even in your pack, you’re not a noble werewolf. Is your father an Alpha?”
“No, Your Majesty.” However, I had prepared an explanation for the King’s possible questions, but he didn’t want to give a chance to speak.
“Oh, so that ans you have a good reason to seduce the Lycan Prince, Michael. He can give you everything you want.”
In a mocking tone, the King could not help but add, “What have you gotten from him? Money, status, or vanity?”
I was so shocked by what he said that I forgot to reply.
“Father! Please take back what you just said,” Michael roared.
However, the King’s gaze was still fixed on . It was filled with distrust and arrogance. I just felt angry and amused at the sa ti. I now completely understood Michael’s evaluation of his father.
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