Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 140 A Battle of Words

The shock was visible on everyone present.

The reporters wasted no time, their voices overlapping in a chaotic uproar.

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“If this recording is real, that means the explosion at the Eclipse Group’s warehouse wasn’t an accident at all, it was deliberate. Someone planted a bomb, didn’t they?”

“And based on this recording, it is very likely that the person who planted the bomb was Mr. Jones.”

A tense silence fell over the room.

Jones clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as he raised his voice. “This is nothing more than some random recording from who knows where! What exactly does it prove? Do you have any evidence that the voice on the call is actually mine? What evidence is there that this bomb is related to Warehouse No. 1?” His words came fast and sharp, each question laced with defiance.

I let out a cold chuckle, slipping my phone back into my pocket before sweeping my gaze across the room and explaining calmly, “This conversation took place on June 30th at precisely 3:20 PM. And just one minute later, at 3:21 PM, the Eclipse Group’s Warehouse No. 1 exploded.”

I turned my eyes back to him, my tone laced with amusement. “As for whether the voice in the recording belongs to you, that’s easy to confirm. A simple voiceprint analysis will make everything clear. I’ve already arranged for a voiceprint analyst to conduct the test. So, tell me, Jones, do you dare to take it?”

Jones’s expression shifted.

prepared with such damning evidence. In his opinion, Caden and I –had been on our way to Warehouse

digging into his palms. He inhaled deeply; his face darkening as he replied,

arched a brow, my lips curving. “Are

let out a dry laugh, though it lacked any real amusement. “This so–called recording of

to prove it?” I continued with a bit of sarcasm, “Can I

a little flustered. “Ms. Sinclair, this is pure slander! As the head of Eclipse Group’s Fostrau factory, why would I do such a thing? What could I possibly gain from tampering with

of Eclipse Group’s Fostrau factory?” I mimicked his tone as my voice

enticing male voice rang out from a distance, overlapping

Marilyn Schmidt! It’s

entrance of the conference hall.

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of confidence that instantly eased

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were more striking than ever, his tall, imposing figure radiating an aloof, almost god–like presence that made