A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 336 - 336 A More Troublesome Method

336 A More Troublesome Method

“We have Mr. Thomas this time,” Sasha said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Mr. Thomas installed the palace’s surveillance system. He’s very familiar with everything here. Hmm, Samuel only dares to order me around. If Mr. Thomas goes, he won’t dare to say anything.”

“And Mr. Thomas?” I frowned.

“Yeah, he’s very powerful. This time, His Majesty called him back, saying he needed his help to do something,” Sasha said excitedly.

“Alright, alright, I know.” I had no choice but to interrupt Sasha’s long speech about Mr. Thomas. “But I don’t want too many people to get involved. In fact, I don’t want Michael to have any chance to know about this. Let’s take a look quietly.”

“In this case...” Sasha rubbed her chin. “It will be a little more troublesome.”

Hearing the word ‘trouble’, my already not-so-firm resolve crumbled even further. “Then forget it.”

I didn’t want to make things difficult for Sasha, nor did I want to involve more people.

It was not unacceptable to maintain the status quo. The only purpose of everything I did was to be able to stay with Michael. I didn’t want to risk being discovered by him or making him unhappy.

However, when I said ‘forget it’, I felt that the boulder in my heart had returned.

I irritatedly paced to and fro on the spot. When I stopped, I saw that Sasha was leaning on the side with an uncertain expression.

“What are you doing there?” I asked.

“I’m observing,” Sasha replied.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m waiting to see when you’ll talk to me,” Sasha said with a smile.

I heaved a sigh of frustration and placed my hands on the bar counter. I said to Sasha, “Alright, tell me how troublesome your method is.”

“It’ll just take a little more effort. Going to the surveillance room is the safest and most undiscovered way,” Sasha said as she spread her hands. “If you’re not willing to go, the other way is to follow Michael and see where he’s going.”

The Lycan’s senses had always been sharper than ordinary people, let alone Michael’s. How could we follow Michael without being discovered?” I asked suspiciously.

“You know too little about the royal Lycans. When you guys were looking for the she-wolves, they had a way of making you guys unable to find them,” said Sasha. “I naturally have my ways. When I ran away from the wedding, to avoid people’s eyes and ears, I found many things that could help me escape, and one of them was enough to cover our smell.”

“But didn’t you fail to escape the marriage?” I said.

“That’s not the reason for my failure. And so many people were watching me at that time,” said Sasha. “This is the palace, and you’re Michael’s mate. He won’t be on guard against you and won’t be watching the people around him all the time. We’ll follow him and see where he’s going. This is enough for us.”

What Sasha said made it seem like I was deliberately using Michael’s trust in me. I felt guilty for a while but decided to do as Sasha said.

The next day, I hid in the corner of a corridor with Sasha.

We followed Michael to this corridor according to Sasha’s plan, and then we saw Michael enter the room at the end. Michael had been there for a long time and hadn’t come out. Nothing was coming from the room either.

I stared in that direction for a while, and the similar wallpaper patterns in the corridor made my eyes go blurry.

“What part of the palace does this place belong to?” I asked Sasha softly.

I’d always known that the palace was huge, and there were many places I’d never been to.

However, as I followed Michael all the way here, I also vaguely knew this was different from the road to Brandon’s office. In fact, it was the opposite way.

Michael kept telling me that he was working for his brother, Brandon. Even if he didn’t have to report to Brandon daily, there was nothing important that Brandon could entrust him with within such a remote corner of the palace.

Could there be a dungeon here? Michael would come here daily to interrogate criminals who were not supposed to be exposed to the public and obtain information beneficial to the royal family. If that’s the case, there’s a reasonable explanation for Michael’s unwillingness to explain the details of the matter to me, including that day when I was lost in the forest and accidentally came into contact with the assassination.

However, when I imagined Michael conducting cruel torture in the dark basement, I couldn’t help but shudder.