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Chatper 119
Chatper 119
Chapter 119
Andre was sipping his glass of champagne, looking bored. Janet approached him from the back and
bumped into his shoulder. Andre’s hand shook. Some champagne spilled onto his white shirt. “On my
god! I am so sorry sir!” Janet gasped, “Are you alright?!”
Andre jerked around in fume.
He was about to scold Janet. Yet when his eyes fixed upon Janet’s face, the angry look was quickly
replaced by an awed expression.
He was dazzled by Janet’s beauty.
And from the look on his face, Janet could tell that he didn’t recognize her at all. Which made sense.
Because her face was covered by a gold masquerade mask, and they had only met each other two
times.
“Don’t worry about it, miss.” Andre grinned, flashing his white teeth. “And I bet a lot of men here tonight
would love to have a pretty lady like you bumping into them.”
Janet giggled, fluttering her eyelashes, “You flatter me. Is there any way that I can make up for my
clumsiness?”
“How about a dance with me?” Andre held out his right hand to Janet.
“My pleasure,” Janet smiled, placing her hand in Andre’s palm.
Together, they waltzed into the crowd of dancers.
The hall was filled with the harmonious melody of a waltz, couples gracefully twirling across the floor.
Andre held Janet’s right hand and his left hand was on her waist, leading swirling across the
dancefloor.
He was actually a masterful dancer, his movements fluid and precise, leading her effortlessly through
the steps. Each twirl and dip was executed elegantly.
Yet Janet didn’t have time to enjoy this dance.
She looked beyond Andre’s shoulder and spotted a few guards standing by the dancefloor, watching
them intently from the distance.
They were monitoring Andre’s every move.
If she wanted to talk to Andre without causing the guard’s suspicion, now was her only chance.
“What is the matter?”
Andre had noticed her absence of mind. He raised an eyebrow and asked, “You don’t seem to enjoy
this dance very much. Did I step on your feet or anything?”
Janet gulped.
She had to cut right into the chase.
Her time was limited.
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“Andre, do you know who I am?” she whispered into his cars, her lips barely moving
Andre frowned.
Then he let out a dry laugh, “I don’t. But this is the point of a masquerade ball, isn’t it? Should I know
you?”
They whirled around. And Janet happened to have her back facing those guards.
So she quickly took this chance and lifted her mask slightly so that Andre could take a clear look at her
face.
Andre’s eyes widened abruptly.
At that moment, he recognized who she was.
“Y-You!”
He gasped, sounding infuriated.
“You are Daran’s Gamma! What are you doing here?!”
“Keep your voice down! I don’t want to alert your guards. They are watching you like a fucking hawk,”
Janet said in a low and urgent voice. “And I am here to talk to you.”
“Forget it! We have nothing to talk about,” Andre snapped.
He tried to pull his hand back and walk away.
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“Keep dancing. And listen to what I have to say!” she commanded.
Her voice sounded very authoritative.
Andre winced. After a little internal struggle, he chose to stay.
“OK. What do you want to say? But make it quick. Father will kill me if he catches me talking to you,” he
said reluctantly.
Janet nodded.
She got straight to the point, “I saw how Danton abused you in that alley behind the nightclub. I know
that he is not a great father as everyone else believes. So if you are willing to trust me, I am here to
help you.”
Andre’s body became stiff.
He gave Janet a nasty stare and huffed, “No. You saw it wrong. That wasn’t me. My father is awesome
and he has been nothing but loving to me—”
“Just cut the crap, Andre! We all know that you are lying to yourself. Why are you trying to protect a
horrible person like Danton?” Janet snarled.
“He is my father. Of course, I have to defend him-”
“Your FOSTER father,” Janet stressed. “You are the former Rogue King’s son. Danton only adopted
you because he needs to keep an eye on you for Lance. You are his captive, not son.”
Andre glared at Janet.
A hint of panic flickered across his eyes.
“…How did you know about this?” he asked dryly.
“I have my source,” Janet said. “Anyway, I know that you are living a horrible life without any freedom
and dignity. And I know that deep down you want to change that. So work with us. We are here to help
you.”
Andre blinked his eyes. He looked at a lost.
Janet held his hand and took the lead. They couldn’t stop dancing. Or they would catch the guard’s
attention.
After a long pause, when her patience was about to run out, Andre finally spoke up again:
“No.”
Janet frowned, “So you would rather stay by Danton’s side like a salve than working with us? Why is
that?”
Andre let out a sneer, “You are a Gamma and I am a rogue. I will never work with my enemy.”
“But we have shared interest here. Don’t think of me as an enemy for now-
Andre cut her off sharply, “Plus, how are you going to help me anyway? You can’t walk up to Danton
and give him a fucking lesson on parenting. You can’t help me. Nobody can help me. This is my fate.
My destined fate.”
“Andre…’
”
She wanted to say something else to change his mind.
But right at this moment, the song came to a stop. This dance was over.
Andre gave Janet a freezing look pulled his hand back and turned to leave.
Janet bit her lips, staring at his back, frustrated.
She knew that it would take some effort to persuade Andre.
But it still came as a shock when Andre turned her down with such a firm attitude.
She took in a deep breath and picked up her long skirt, rushing towards Andre.
“Wait!” she called out to him.
When she finally caught up with Andre by the edge of the dancefloor, she found Andre surrounded by
his guards.
“…General Danton asks to see you now,” said one guard in a cold voice.
Andre gulped nervously. His face was pale due to fear.
Bearing his head down, Andre walked up to those guards and was ready to leave with
them.
Janet rushed forward. But one guard stuck out an arm and stopped her.
“Miss, the dance is over,” the guard said warningly.
Janet ignored him.
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Janet ignored him.
Andre halted in his tracks. His fists were clenched by his body side.
With that said, he followed those guards and walked away decisively.