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.

me obedient, Fisher became arrogant

the toilets too, including scrubbing the toilet bowl,” he

and left his office, slamming the door

been

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

I smiled, mimicking a sweeping motion, “Unlocking my new

identity–janitor.”

Moss was enraged.

I’ll go

grabbed Moss, shaking my head.

sleepless nights, coupled with the recurring old injuries, doing heavy physical

know what I’m

me, disapproving in

eventually, his shoulders relaxed a bit, and he said somewhat dejectedly, “As you

he walked toward the laboratory with determined strides.

seemed so indifferent to my

morning, I’ve been doing janitorial work.

chemical waste

help multiple times, all of which

clearly intentionally causing

burden the person assisting

finally finishing the cleaning, I was drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted. Seated in the utility room, I took a brief rest.

room door and

off here? Have you completed all the tasks assigned to you?” Fatigue made every breath feel like a stab in the chest.

support, I exhaled, “Everything is cleaned.” “Lies!” he sternly exclaimed. “Do you think I won’t check your work? The toilet in the restroom clearly

I swallowed the metallic taste in my throat

the two

me to the men’s restroom.

this look clean

water stains and dirty

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bore not only yellow stains but also leftover

fists, I quickly understood.

this intentional?” I

understand what you’re saying, but the fact is you haven’t completed the tasks I assigned you. So… clean it

a

clothes. The unexpected pain almost made me black out, and I nearly

me before leaving, “If you don’t clean properly next time, I’ll