I Am The Luna

Chapter 0272

ZAIA.

Agatha had to be knocked unconscious because she refused to go silently and until

the cameras were all found, I did not trust her trying to alert someone on the way

out, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they had already gotten wind of what had

happened.

Aran and I are now in Agatha’s room as he looks at the items around the room. Some of which I had commanded two of my guards to pack into a box, including the cards. and some memory sticks, whilst I had Jai take her laptop to pass to Atticus to see if

there is anything else on it.

Aran has not said a word and I am waiting for him to start the conversation, and as important as this is, I am losing a lot of blood, but he looks too distracted to notice.

“It’s hard to believe,” he finally says, as he sighs heavily.

“It is… even I didn’t want to believe it,” I reply quietly.

“It has become exhausting. I knew Sebastian was a bad egg from the start.” He says contemptuously. “Who knows how long he and Agatha were planning this, or if he was the one who manipulated his mother to do this?”

“I don’t think so. She was clearly in on this before Sebastian was even born, and she is also Gaultier’s biological mother. I’m assuming it was probably via surrogacy unless she has been pregnant more than once?”

“Another child… No, I think surrogacy makes sense. She has not been pregnant aside from with Sebastian. But she has been sick for a while. I would never have thought she’d be doing anything but enjoying her life and living in peace…”

What exactly is she suffering with?” I ask.

but she was told to take it easy and not to take

pressure.” He says.

true, but she definitely used it to appear

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the room. “In all my years, this is the

I respected that, but to

here and plotting…

takes a book off

win this, Zaia?” he asks quietly

say, and I don’t

before looking down at the

and for all. If you need anything from me, I

I will understand if you’d rather I

those curt words, he

through the

jacket and pull up my top, looking at the wound.

of my waist..

to the closet and pull out a bedsheet.

to be. I tear a long strip and I’m about to

spins, but I need to

put it off any longer… I glance at

Jai’s number.

“Hey.” He says.

scour through every inch of Agatha’s lounge right

say, pressing the fabric