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.”

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

brows knitted together. “What exactly are you

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

snapped, “You’re just desperate, Ms. Sinclair. You’re pushing all the blame onto

out a soft laugh. “You deliberately mixed the raw

poisoning. Then, you lured Caden and me to Warehouse No. 1 where you planted a bomb. That call you received wasn’t random. It was you giving the signal to detonate. You went through all this trouble. What exactly were

to the reporters. “Ms. Sinclair certainly knows how to

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

gaze shifted toward the conference room’s entrance.

yet? By now, Yale should have secured

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but the doorway remained empty,

now, I can only use

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

visibly stiffened. “What recording?”

a slight wave. “You’ll understand once

group of reporters, I quickly pulled up the file Anthony had sent me. Placing my phone near the microphone, I pressed the play button.