The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 135

Diana’s pov

I watched him, unmoving.

Fisher slammed the table, “I’m fucking told you to take off the mask, didn’t you hear?”

“You have no right to demand that of me,” I said coldly.

“I’m in charge now. Dare you say I don’t have the authority?” Fisher stood up from the sofa, angrily approaching me. “Today, I want to see what face hides beneath that mask of yours.”

He reached for my mask.

I seized his wrist, voice colder than before, “I told you, you have no right to demand this.”

Fisher winced in pain.

“Damn bitch, let go of me! Ouch… that hurts!”

“Still want to see my face?” I asked expressionlessly.

Fisher, probably afraid, refused to plead before me and instead forced bravado, “I don’t want to see it! Damn, with that ugly face of yours, looking at it might bring me bad luck.”

Ignoring his verbal attack, I coldly huffed and released him.

Fisher, holding his wrist, stepped back.

Once steady, he glared at me with revenge and calculation in his eyes.

“I may not have the right to take off your mask, but I surely have the right to punish you.”

He ground his teeth, smiling in a sinister manner.

“Since your job performance is lacking, today, you’ll take on janitorial duties. I suppose that’s the only meager value you can contribute to this project.”

I looked at Fisher coldly.

Perhaps remembering my earlier ruthlessness, he instinctively took a step back. “What’s that look? Don’t you accept it? Let me tell you, I’m sent by William! I—” “I don’t object,” I impatiently interrupted Fisher, “I accept the punishment.

I had no desire to endure Fisher’s foolish remarks any longer.

obedient, Fisher

including scrubbing the toilet bowl,”

turned and left his office, slamming the

been waiting outside.

to his side and patted his shoulder, “Today’s experiment is up to you.” “What do you mean?” Moss frowned,

I smiled, mimicking a sweeping

identity–janitor.”

Moss was enraged.

insane? No, I’ll go talk to him—”

grabbed Moss, shaking my head. “It’s fine.”

take this anymore! Continuous sleepless nights, coupled with the recurring old injuries, doing heavy physical labor again, I’m

okay, I know

me, disapproving in

a bit, and he said somewhat dejectedly, “As you wish.”

the laboratory with

to my own

I’ve been doing

mopping, sorting chemical waste in the lab, tidying up the

multiple times, all of

was clearly intentionally causing trouble.

burden

utterly exhausted. Seated in the utility room,

room door and yelled at me.

here? Have you completed all the tasks assigned to you?”

“Lies!” he sternly exclaimed. “Do you think I won’t check your

in my throat and said,

like these were routine during the two years I served

my wrist, dragging me to the men’s

shouted, “Does this look clean to you?”

now marked with water

11

stains

I

intentional?” I

fact is you haven’t completed the tasks I assigned you. So… clean it again.”

a hard shove.

dirty water and shoe prints instantly soiling my clothes. The unexpected pain

clean properly next time, I’ll shove your ugly face