The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 96 Bruce Powell, a former hitman of William.

He raped my maid twelve years ago, at a dinner party.

William once firmly toldthat he killed Bruce with his own hands.

However, twelve years have passed, and the guy who should have been buried 6 feet under is now alive, even intact in front of me! My body was covered in goosebumps, and my ears were buzzing.

So... did Bruce escape from William's hands by luck, or... William never killed him? Was everything just a dream woven by William for my younger self? If it's the second possibility, what kind of deal exists between William and Bruce, and what is the relationship between William and Gummy Skull? “Young lady,” Bruce lightly smiled at me, “are you nervous?” “I...” | swallowed hard, and had to clench my fists to maintain composure, “It’s my first tmeeting such a big shot like you, so... I'm a bit at a loss...” “Is that so?” Bruce stood up from the European-style sofa, and walked slowly towards me, carefully observing my face.

“To be honest...” he stroked his chin, and frowned, “you look familiar; I've seen you before.” “Oh... that would be an honor...” | put on a pleasing smile.

| bet Bruce didn’t recognize my true identity.

Not to mention I'm currently wearing a wig, colored contact lenses, and heavy makeup, concealing my appearance.

Even without these, twelve years have passed, and I've grown from a little girl into a woman, looking a lot different from then.

Sure enough, Bruce looked atfor a while and lost interest.

“Never mind, no big deal.” He said indifferently, sitting back on the European-style chair, “So, who are you guys?” “I, I'm Gina, and this is my husband.” | glanced at Nathan, explaining, “We were introduced by someone and chere to get goods. The introducer said... the prices here are the lowest.” A bodyguard handed the introduction letter to Bruce.

Bruce opened and read it, laughed, “Indeed, it's someone I've cooperated with before. You really cto get goods.” Nathan and | quickly smiled apologetically.

Bruce cleared his throat.

“I don’t like beating around the bush; it's simple to get goods from me, you show enough sincerity in doing business with me.” “What is it?” | asked.

Bruce beckoned, and a black-clad man standing beside him walked up to Nathan and 1. me.

Then, the black-clad man took out an opaque scaled plastic bottle from his pocket.

In an instant, | held my breath.

A crystal-clear blue gummy candy was poured into the black-clad man’s palm. “Have a gummy,” Bruce said expressionlessly, “to show your sincerity.” Indeed, to gain the trust of a drug dealer is to beca drug user first.

“What's wrong? Afraid? Doing this makesdoubt your intentions...” Bruce grinned sinisterly, “My rule is better to kill by mistake than to let go. Since your stepped into my territory today, either eat this candy or be buried in the soil beneath your feet.” “You misunderstood me.” | hurriedly explained, “I'm just too surprised. | didn't expect you to treat us, insignificant people, with such a precious thing. Of course, | know the benefits of Gummy Skull, that’s why | wanted to do this business.” | raised my hand, intending to pick up that Gummy Skull from the black-clad man’s palm.

Nathan grabbed my wrist.

“I got this.” He said.

| glanced at Nathan.

| remember the last twe went to The Enchantment, Nathan recklessly ate a Gummy Skull for me. Back then, | couldn’t stop him in time.

But now, | can.

| shook off Nathan's hand, then quickly picked up the gummy candy, threw it into my mouth, and swallowed before even got a chance to chew.

Nathan's eyes widened, veins popping on his forehead.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, but I didn’t give him the chance. “Such a good thing, don’t even think about snatching it from me.” | don’t want to owe you anything anymore.

Of course, | didn’t say the second half of the sentence.

| turned to Bruce, “Sir, I've fulfilled your request; let's proceed with our business...” “Go get the goods,” Bruce told his subordinates.

“Yes, boss!” Two black-clad bodyguards said in unison.

Almost as their voices fell, my consciousness seemed to be dragged to the sky by soft clouds, light like feathers.

My body uncontrollably slumped downward, about to fall to the ground.

A pair of strong, warm hands caught me.

| raised my eyes in confusion and met a pair of amber eyes.

“Na-um!” Nathan forcefully covered my lips, biting my lip lightly. My consciousness regained a bit.

That was close; | almost called out Nathan's nin public.

“Hold on, I'll help you in a moment,” Nathan whispered lowly, then liftedinto his arms.

My hands embraced his neck, burying my head in his chest.

| bit my lips hard, trying to use pain to maintain consciousness.

But the effect of Gummy Skull was too strong; countless beautiful scenes flashed before my eyes, makingwant to indulge in breaking all bonds...

| gradually lost control of myself.

Unlike Nathan, my Alpha aura was far less intense, and | lacked his strong self-control.

| started to laugh foolishly, grabbing at random things with my hands...

However, every t| wanted to reveal scrucial information, a warm kiss would land on my lips, silencing all my words.

| didn’t know how long it passed. When the feeling of flying to the clouds gradually faded from my body, Nathan and | had already left Bruce's territory.

“Putdown.” | grabbed Nathan's shirt collar.

Nathan glanced at me, “Are you sure?” I nodded.

Then, Nathan setdown.

| rubbed my slightly sore temples, and looked around, and the stacked containers. and the sound of waves were gone.

In their place were buildings, roads, bustling crowds, and a constant flow of cars...

“We left the dock?” | asked in confusion, still feeling light.

“We did.” Nathan replied, then asked, “How do you feel now?” “I...” | wanted to say something, but when | saw Nathan's bloodshot arm, all my words stuck in my throat.

| looked at my watch; | remembered taking the medicine close to 7 PM, but now it was already past 8 PM.

Nathan heldlike this for an hour! During this time, we shared kisses...

For a moment, | didn’t even know what to say. After a brief silence, | could only say a plain “Thank you.” Nathan shook his head.

“What are you going to do next?” Nathan asked.

“Let's go back to the hospital first. | need to take an injection to suppress the Gummy Skull’s effects. Also, there's something else...” My throat was a bit hoarse. Just when | was about to tell Nathan about the relationship between Bruce and William, Nathan's phone suddenly rang. Nathan pressed the answer button.

Perhaps accidentally, he also turned on the speaker.

So, | clearly heard Avia's excited voice: “Nathan, cback quickly. I've tasted a particularly delicious cake, and | think it’s perfect for our engagement banquet.” Nathan froze, subconsciously looking at me. Then, he quickly turned off the speaker, put the phone to his ear, and whispered, “You can decide on the cake yourself. | have something to deal with here-I-" I didn’t know what Avia said on the other end of the phone, but Nathan's voice suddenly stopped.

The next second, without even looking at me, he turned and ran to the roadside, flagged down a taxi, and left.

So much so that | didn’t even have a chance to ask him what happened.

The taxi drove away and quickly disappeared from my sight.

At the stime, Avia senta message.

Very brief, just one sentence.

She said | told Nathan | got burned.