The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 99 William's business and industries span across the globe, but there's only one true headquarters the building in front of us.

When | was young, | used to chere often.

There was a twhen many staff in this building speculated that | was William's illegitimate daughter.

Otherwise, how could the high and mighty boss be so indulgent to a little girl? It can be said that this place was once a part of my happy childhood.

But was it really so? Is what | considered beautiful truly beautiful? Perhaps, long ago, beneath the seemingly bright and shining commercial building, countless dark and rotten evils were hidden. | just didn’t know about it.

Moss and | crossed the clean and spacious lobby, heading straight for the elevator.

However, at that moment, the receptionist hurried over and stopped us. “Excuse me, miss, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?” | paused, looking at the receptionist in surprise.

She was a very young woman, very unfamiliar to me. | had never seen her before.

| guessed she must have just started working, maybe not even for a week.

Despite that, | didn’t think it was normal for her to stop me.

This wasn’t my first tat William's company, and she wasn’t the first receptionist here.

Before her, there were at least seven receptionists, and | didn’t know any of them. However, none of them had ever stopped me.

The reason was simple-William had publicly declared in front of all the staff: | could cand go freely in the building, and | could find him anytime, anywhere, and no one was allowed to stop me, Therefore, the first thing each receptionist did before taking office was to familiarize themselves with my photo.

But now, the woman in front ofstopped me, and from her words, | could be sure she didn’t recognizeat all.

Did William forget to tell her who | was, or had something changed withoutknowing? For example, William's trust in me...

Was | no longer the little girl who could appear by his side at will? A chill crept over me, crept over me, and my nose felt a bit sour.

“Miss? Miss?” Seeing that | didn’t answer, the receptionist askedagain, “Do you have an appointment?” “I... 1 don’t.” | shook my head.

“Then I'm sorry, | can’t let you go up. Can you tellwho you want to see? I'll register it here, and when the other party has time, I'll contact you- “She doesn’t need an appointment.” A familiar voice cfrom behind me.

| turned around and saw William's assistant walking towards us.

“Sorry, Miss Reist, the receptionist is new, and maybe our training was not sufficient, causing her to be rude to you.” After the assistant finished speaking, he looked at the receptionist. “You're fired, take your salary for this month and leave.” “I...” The receptionist looked panic-stricken. “It’s not like that. I've never seen Miss Reist before, and my training didn’t include-" “Shut up.” The assistant shouted sternly. “Say one more word, and you won't even get paid for this month.” The receptionist instantly dared not say anything, turned around, and left dispiritedly.

| stared at the receptionist’s retreating figure and ultimately said nothing.

The assistant extended his hand and respectfully said, “Miss Reist, I'll take you to see Mr. William.” | nodded and followed the assistant with Moss onto the elevator. The elevator stopped on the top floor, and the assistant led us into William's office.

“Miss Reist, Mr. William is in a meeting. Letgo get him. Please wait a moment,” the assistant said, closing the door and leaving.

With only Moss andleft in the office, Moss looked atwith a puzzled expression and said, “I thought you would speak up for that receptionist, and save her job. Standing by and doing nothing doesn’t seem like your usual style.” “I just feel that leaving here sooner might be a good thing for that girl. Later, I'll have someone contact her and introduce her to a better job,” I sighed. “Afterward, I'll let her know about it and find her a better job.” “Are you already sure that William is not a good person?” Moss asked.

“Haven't you thought so long ago? Why bother askingnow? You've hinted atso many times, and it was me... stubborn, unwilling to believe,” | said with a bitter smile.

Moss and | exchanged glances, both seeing the heavy emotions in each other's eyes. Just then, the office door was pushed open.

William walked towardswith a broad smile on his face, the familiar kindness evident.

“Diana, it's been a long tsince you've been here. Did you and Moss ctogether because the antidote for the Enigma virus has been completely developed?” he asked.

| stared at William's eyes, which had becolder due to age, in silence.

Before, | could always see the gentleness and goodwill that thad deposited in those eyes.

Now, | suddenly realized that gentleness and goodwill were just illusions, and what was truly hidden inside was naked desire and greed.

How could | have not noticed something so obvious before? “Why is everyone silent? Did something go wrong with the research again?” William asked.

| shook my head.

“These days, I've been investigating Gummy Skull,” | said softly.

There was a momentary stiffness in William's body, but he quickly covered it up. walked to the sofa and sat down, saying, “You didn’t tellabout this.” He “Yes, | was worried that if | told you, you would stop me. After all, this matter is very dangerous, and you might worry about my safety...” “Of course, | would certainly stop you,” William said in a deep voice. “Your safety is very important to me.

“But that was my previous thinking,” | ignored William and continued, “Now, | would feel that you want to stopjust because you're afraid I'll really find out something.” William frowned at me. “Diana, | don’t understand what you're talking about.” “I found the headquarters of Gummy Skull, near the largest harbor in the Blade Moon Pack'’s jurisdiction,” | said.

“So what?” William raised his voice unconsciously. “Do you suspect me? Do you think there's a connection betweenand Gummy Skull?” “I also met someone,” | sniffled. “Bruce, do you remember him?” William's face changed suddenly, and he quickly averted his gaze from my face, looking elsewhere.

“He, he’s supposed to be dead, isn't he?” “Yeah!” | took a deep breath. “He died! He should have died twelve years ago! Killed by your own hands! But why is he still alive? And even... even becoming the boss in charge of Gummy Skull? Uncle Reed, don’t you think you owean explanation?” William clenched his fists.

After a few seconds, he asked coldly, “What explanation should I give you?” “I don’t believe that you wouldn't know about Bruce doing business with Gummy Skull right under your nose- “The fact is, | just didn’t know!” William interruptedsharply. His body trembled slightly, and his shoulders heaved a few times. “I did kill him twelve years ago, and afterward, | ordered my men to throw his body out of the Blade Moon Pack. | don’t know what he went through or why he didn’t die. As for Gummy Skull, the location at the harbor is managed by my subordinates. I'm already old, and | don’t have the energy to care about every detail! Even if | have oversights and didn’t notice an issue with Bruce for a while, does that mean there's a problem? Moreover, if | really had a connection with Gummy Skull, why would | bother to make an antidote? Don’t forget, | restarted this project! Otherwise, it would have stagnated forever with Penny's death!” houted “You “You're doing all this just because you want to make more money!” | shouted, “You want to make a fortune with the antidote for Gummy Skull, am | wrong?”