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.”

tone was laced with mockery, “An accident? No, I’d say this was a purely coincidence. It happened precisely when Caden and I stepped into that warehouse. And you, Jones, you

“What exactly are you

you are the mastermind behind the explosion, Jones. You are the one

Ms. Sinclair. You’re pushing all the blame onto me because I exposed the

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

you planted a bomb. That call you received wasn’t random. It was you giving the signal to detonate. You

Sinclair certainly knows how to spin a tale. But don’t let

it’s a tale or the truth, we’ll find out soon enough.”

my gaze shifted toward the conference room’s

now, Yale should have

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toward the entrance, but the doorway remained empty,

choice. For now, I can only use what Anthony sent me to delay

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

stiffened.

my phone, giving it a slight wave. “You’ll understand once you hear

Anthony had sent me.