Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276: Chapter 276 Manipulated Footage

Cecilia’s pov

The screen revealed something impossible.

We’d arrived before Luna Regina, no question. But in the footage, it was like we’d vanished. Luna Regina were still there, clear as day. We were just... gone.

We were completely erased, like we’d never stepped foot in the place.

I stared at the screen, my mouth slightly open, heart pounding in my ears.

Was this a glitch? Or a dream?

A cold chill crept up my spine, raising every hair on my arms.

Sebastian noticed too. He motioned Tang over.

"Did you watch this before you brought it to me?"

Tang shook his head.

"No, Alpha. I just copied the files, deleted the originals, and came straight back. I didn’t even know what we were looking for."

"Take a look," Sebastian said, handing him the phone.

Tang watched in silence for a few seconds, his expression unreadable.

"I see Luna Regina with York, and it looks like they’re arguing.Is that what we’re trying to hide?"

Sebastian pointed to a spot on the screen.

"There should be another woman right here. She’s been completely removed."

Tang’s eyes widened slightly.

"That’s not normal. It must be a hack. Someone’s tampered with the footage."

He looked up, face serious. "Alpha, someone’s tracking her."

"Tracking?" The word barely made it out of my mouth.

Tang turned to me, his voice calm but urgent.

"Think about it. This mall’s always crowded, and people usually show up without spontaneously.

If someone managed to catch that woman and Luna Regina in the same frame and delete only her, they had to know exactly where she was going to be."

"They’re watching her. Every move."

My breath caught.

"That... actually makes sense," I whispered, suddenly lightheaded.

My mind spun.

Who would want to hide this? Who didn’t want Sebastian’s mother to find her so-called savior? Who else knew what happened that night?

Maggie Locke?

Or one of the other women who were there?

Sebastian’s expression turned sharp, his voice low.

"Looks like I’m not the only one keeping my mother in the dark. Someone else is working just as hard to keep them apart."

I glanced around the mall, suddenly hyper-aware of how open the space was.

The invisible weight of being watched settled on my shoulders.

Without thinking, I reached for Sebastian’s arm and stepped closer.

"Let’s go home," I whispered.

Sebastian gave Tang a few quiet instructions, then led me back to the car.

Once we were inside, the doors shut with a soft thud.

He turned toward me, eyes focused.

"Cece, be honest. Why are you suddenly so invested in this?"

I took a quiet breath. Time to spin something plausible.

"Okay, fine," I said.

"Harper and I were having dinner here earlier. When we left, I saw your mom. And... I don’t know. I had a weird moment and decided to follow her."

Sebastian blinked.

I walked up to the master bedroom and knocked softly. No response.

I hesitated, then pushed the door open just a crack.

The bed was empty, and from where I stood, the room looked quiet. He must’ve already gotten up.

I was about to walk off when the door suddenly opened from the inside.

He moved in my direction, wearing nothing but a towel slung low on his hips.

Caught off guard, I felt heat rush to my face.

I waved my hands like a traffic cop. "Nope. Put some clothes on. Immediately."

Instead, he pulled me into the room and shut the door behind me.

"Looking for me so early?" he teased. "Here to pick out my outfit?"

"I was sent to wake you up, not get pulled into your undressing montage."

He tugged me toward his walk-in closet.

"Well, since you’re here, you might as well help me choose."

Help with what? Choosing between fifty shades of black suits?

I didn’t want to linger.

I could already imagine the looks I’d get if I stayed in there too long.

I grabbed the first decent outfit I saw."This one. It’s fine."

"That was barely two seconds of effort, Cece."

"You don’t need effort. You’d look good in a paper bag," I said, already edging toward the door.

"Now go get dressed. I’ll wait outside."

I’d barely taken a step when he caught my wrist.

His lips brushed against my ear, warm and teasing.

"Help me put it on."