Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 139 The Phone Recording

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I let out an indifferent smile before speaking with measured confidence, “Of course not. Every word Jones said was a lie. It’s all fabricated from thin air with the sole purpose of smearing Eclipse Group’s reputation.”

The reporter didn’t hesitate, thrusting the microphone in my direction. “Do you have any proof that Jones is lying? And why would he do this? He gains nothing from it!”

A cold chuckle escaped my lips. “If the explosion was intentional, as Jones claims, then why were both Caden and I caught in it? Why were we injured?”

I rolled up my sleeve, revealing a stark contrast between my pale, delicate skin and the dark red wound that stood out against it. The sight was jarring.

I locked eyes with Jones, my gaze sharp. “If I and Caden had known about the explosion in advance, do you think we’d have chosen that exact moment to walk into Warehouse No. 1? Now, Caden is lying unconscious on a hospital bed. Do you think he would gamble his life and safety like that?”

After hearing my words, murmurs rippled through the crowd.

“That’s true. Reports from the hospital confirmed that Caden was gravely injured when the ceiling collapsed on him. He’s been in a coma for days, and there’s a chance he might never wake up.”

“Yeah, if this was all part of a plan, why would they willingly put themselves in danger? It doesn’t make any sense.”

A spark of something sinister flickered across Jones’s eyes. “That’s exactly what makes it a perfect act of self- sacrifice. You just didn’t expect an accident to happen, and Caden to get seriously hurt.”

purely coincidence. It happened precisely when Caden and I stepped into that warehouse. And you, Jones, you conveniently received a phone call right before it happened

knitted together. “What

coldly. “I’m saying you are the mastermind behind the explosion, Jones. You are the

spouting rubbish!” Jones snapped, “You’re just desperate, Ms. Sinclair. You’re pushing all the blame onto me because I

If anything, that title suits you better.” I let out a soft laugh. “You deliberately mixed the raw materials with radioactive elements, leading to toxic contamination in the

That call you received wasn’t random. It was you giving the signal to detonate. You went through

the reporters. “Ms. Sinclair certainly knows how to spin a tale.

the truth,

that, my gaze shifted toward the conference room’s

Caden? Why hasn’t he been here yet? By now, Yale should have secured the evidence.

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the doorway remained empty, without any sign

now, I can only

my throat and fixed my sharp gaze on Jones. “Jones, I have a phone recording here. Would you like to

visibly stiffened. “What recording?”

a slight wave. “You’ll understand once you

watchful eyes of a group of reporters, I quickly pulled up the file Anthony had sent me. Placing my phone near the microphone,