The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 153

Diana’s pov

Everyone was petrified, not daring to even breathe.

William had always presented himself as kind and benevolent.

To the lab researchers, he was as respectable as Penny.

No one expected that beneath this seemingly gentle facade was a heart indifferent to life and

cold–blooded.

Fisher’s foolish actions had infuriated William to the point where he forgot his benevolent facade..

And at this point, he evidently had no intention of salvaging anything.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned his bodyguards and said expressionlessly, “Dispose of the body, chop it up, and throw it into the sea.”

“Yes!”

The bodyguard dragged Fisher’s oddly positioned, limping body away.

William stretched his neck, exhaled, and slowly turned his gaze towards me.

He seemed to want to say something to me, but just then, his phone rang.

“Boss, we have a new discovery…”

I faintly heard the voice at the other end of the phone speaking to William

Perhaps something urgent had come up; William didn’t wait for the call to end before leaving the office with his remaining men.

The people hiding behind me finally breathed a sigh of relief, eagerly asking me why William seemed so unfamiliar, as if he had changed overnight.

I looked at the blood left by Fisher on the ground and smiled bitterly.

“Unfamiliar? I used to think so too, but the truth is, this is his true nature.”

Upon hearing this, everyone froze in place.

Moss approached me.

your plan

a few

him again, and I will pretend to cooperate with him. Meanwhile, our real laboratory should

sigh of relief.

least we’ve passed this hurdle.”

Have we really?

help but

look William gave me before leaving and his hesitant expression, a heavy sense of unease lingered in

was

by the fire under the guise of Diana in the office, William’s men barged in without knocking.

wants to see you.”

the still–shaking door panel and asked coldly, “Have

of hesitation, the men exchanged glances and finally

“Apologies, Your Highness.”

mean to give them a hard time.

he would

my clothes, I said in a solemn

William’s office, I found Moss was there too,

just had a conversation with him.

in his black leather chair with his back

he turned around, his

share with

out, I knew we weren’t in the

it?”

men surveyed the scene of the fire,” he said casually, locking eyes with me. “They told me they found traces resembling explosives at the scene. So,

pounded fiercely, as if it wanted to leap out of my throat.

not necessarily explosives, maybe”

asking you, who do you think planted them!”

in his fury, would still remember to investigate the scene and find that faint clue

was nervous, but I concealed it

William without changing my expression and said, “Instead of asking

already doing that, aren’t I?” William shrugged.

1 squinted slightly.

suspecting

Moss.” William glanced at Moss. “But just now, Moss provided an alibi for the time of the explosion, now

thing about planting the explosives was something I did behind Moss’s

still seemed