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.

Fisher became arrogant

clean the toilets too, including scrubbing the toilet bowl,” he emphasized.

turned and left his office, slamming the door shut.

been

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

mimicking a sweeping motion, “Unlocking my new

identity–janitor.”

Moss was enraged.

No, I’ll go talk

I grabbed Moss, shaking

anymore! Continuous sleepless nights, coupled with the

okay, I know what

at me, disapproving in

and he said somewhat dejectedly,

the laboratory with determined

indifferent to my own well–being. But at this point, I

morning, I’ve been

chemical waste in the lab, tidying

offered help multiple times, all

intentionally causing

only burden the person

and utterly

Fisher kicked open the utility room door and yelled

to slack off here? Have you completed all the tasks assigned to you?” Fatigue made every

exclaimed. “Do

swallowed the metallic taste in my throat

like these were routine during the two years

wrist, dragging me

this look clean to

were now marked with water stains and dirty

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bore not only yellow stains but also

fists, I

intentional?” I asked.

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

gave me a

to the ground, dirty water and shoe prints instantly soiling my clothes. The unexpected pain almost made me black out,

you don’t clean properly next time, I’ll shove your ugly face