The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 96

Bruce Powell, a former hitman of William.

He raped my maid twelve years ago, at a dinner party.

William once firmly told me that he killed Bruce with his own hands.

However, twelve years have passed, and the guy who should have been buried 6 feet under is now alive, even intact in front of me!

My body was covered in goosebumps, and my ears were buzzing.

So… did Bruce escape from William’s hands by luck, or… William never killed him? Was everything just a dream woven by William for my younger self?

If it’s the second possibility, what kind of deal exists between William and Bruce, and what is the relationship between William and Gummy Skull?

“Young lady,” Bruce lightly smiled at me, “are you nervous?”

“I…” I swallowed hard, and had to clench my fists to maintain composure, “It’s my first time meeting such a big shot like you, so… I’m a bit at a loss…”

“Is that so?” Bruce stood up from the European–style sofa, and walked slowly towards me, carefully observing my face.

“To be honest…” he stroked his chin, and frowned, “you look familiar; I’ve seen you before.”

“Oh… that would be an honor…” I put on a pleasing smile.

I bet Bruce didn’t recognize my true identity.

Not to mention I’m currently wearing a wig, colored contact lenses, and heavy makeup, concealing my appearance.

Even without these, twelve years have passed, and I’ve grown from a little girl into a woman, looking a lot different from then.

Sure enough, Bruce looked at me for a while and lost interest.

“Never mind, no big deal.” He said indifferently, sitting back on the European–style chair, “So, who are you guys?”

“I, I’m Gina, and this is my husband.” I glanced at Nathan, explaining, “We were introduced by someone and came here to get goods. The introducer said… the prices here are the lowest.”

A bodyguard handed the introduction letter to Bruce.

Bruce opened and read it, laughed, “Indeed, it’s someone I’ve cooperated with before. You really came to get goods.”

Nathan and I quickly smiled apologetically.

Bruce cleared his throat.

the bush; it’s simple to get goods

is it?” I asked.

standing beside him walked up to Nathan and

1. me.

black–clad man took out an opaque scaled plastic bottle

I held my

black–clad man’s palm. “Have a gummy,” Bruce said expressionlessly, “to show your sincerity.” Indeed, to gain the

wrong? Afraid? Doing this makes me doubt your intentions…” Bruce grinned sinisterly, “My rule is better to kill by mistake than to let

such a precious thing. Of course, I

up that Gummy Skull from the black–clad man’s palm.

my

got this.”

glanced at

Enchantment, Nathan recklessly ate a Gummy Skull for me.

I

up the gummy candy, threw it into my mouth, and swallowed before even got a chance to chew.

popping on his

he wanted to say something, but I didn’t give him the chance. “Such a good thing, don’t even think about snatching it from me.”

don’t want to owe you anything

didn’t say the second half of the sentence.

“Sir, I’ve fulfilled your request; let’s proceed with our

black–clad bodyguards said in unison.

as their voices fell, my consciousness seemed to be dragged to the sky by soft

warm hands caught me.

confusion and met a pair

“Na–um!”

covered my lips, biting my lip lightly.

a bit.

called out Nathan’s name

moment,” Nathan whispered lowly, then

his neck, burying my head in his

bit my lips hard, trying to use pain

the effect of Gummy Skull was too strong; countless beautiful scenes flashed before my

gradually lost control of

less intense, and I lacked

laugh foolishly, grabbing at

every time I wanted to reveal some crucial information, a warm

how long it passed. When the feeling of flying to the clouds gradually

grabbed Nathan’s shirt

me, “Are you sure?”

I nodded.

Nathan set