The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 128

Diana’s pov

Gradually regaining consciousness, I felt sore all over.

Struggling to open my eyes, the intense light made it hard to adapt.

The hospital air, a blend of medicinal scent and disinfectant, surrounded me. Turning my head slowly, I saw a familiar figure by the bedside.

It was Moss.

His eyes closed, seemingly in a light slumber.

I attempted to speak, but my throat felt unusually dry.

After clearing my throat, I managed to utter, “Moss?”

Moss abruptly opened his eyes, looking at me in confusion.

After a few seconds of staring, he seemed to comprehend and sighed softly.

“You’re finally awake,” he said, then asked, “How do you feel now?”

I shook my head.

Trying to sit up, the overall body ache forced me to abandon the idea.

“Not great,” I honestly admitted. “I’m in pain all over. What happened? Why am I in the hospital?”

“Don’t you remember?” Moss stood up to pour water.

I furrowed my brows, “My brain is a mess right now. I vaguely recall going to a hotel to sign a contract. After leaving the hotel, I…”

“You were hit by a black car. Concussion, multiple bruises. The driver was drunk and has been taken to the police station.”

Moss spoke while adjusting the angle of the bed and placing the water on the bedside

table.

I recalled the powerful impact and the dizziness. Fear surged within me.

But soon, my thoughts shifted, ignoring the pain. I grabbed Moss’s arm, “My contract… did you see my contract?”

Moss’s gaze lingered on my hand grabbing his for a few seconds. “Don’t worry about it now.”

He continued to adjust the bed.

in a near–upright position,

he said, then walked to another cabinet in the ward, taking out a folder from one of the

unfolded the folder and placed it on my

glanced at it, relieved.

a sip of water, feeling my dry throat regain vitality.

“Did you read the contents of this contract? I negotiated a collaboration with Smith,

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you think it’s the time to talk about

understand Moss’s point.

equipment, we can break free from William’s control, establish our own lab, and save

died!” Moss yelled.

expression of uncontrolled emotion

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

covered his eyes with his hand before I could fully

mind,” he said,

again, his expression had returned to

sat back down. “Weren’t you going to tell

the details

Moss’s

for just a hundred sets of equipment. Why doesn’t this

Nathan has promised me the one trillion is already

trillion would be invested in

my lab?”

feigned forgetfulness. “Oh,

silently watched my performance

I overacted, as I accidentally moved my arm, causing pain in the wound. Reality took

quickly took the cup

subsided, he asked quietly, “Are

my head with a

to transfer that one trillion to me,”

maybe I should

by the way.” I suddenly

long have I been

was drawn, blocking any incoming light.

watch, “It’s 1:20 in the morning

about seven hours.”

chest in relief.

was worried about missing the

was surprised. “So soon?”

it. Given the increasing number of infections, we can’t afford to wait.”

tomorrow,” Moss said. “I definitely have to

location, and I’ll go for you.”