Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 368

Cecilia ’s pov

Sebastian listened without a word. His eyes stayed locked on Daisy’s face, tracking every twitch, every pause.

Then he smiled. It wasn’t warm. Just that slow, lazy smile that never reached his eyes.

“So let me get this straight,” he said, voice calm but sharp. “You came here to save them ? Those threats were just for show ? And you don’t know the butler ?”

Daisy’s shoulders relaxed. She thought he believed her.

She nodded quickly. “Of course. Cecilia and I don’t have real issues. Why would I hurt her ?”

I didn’t let it slide.

“Funny,” I said, keeping my tone level. “You didn’t sound like you were just trying to scare me. And you mentioned Maggie. You know a lot more than you should.”

Daisy’s head snapped toward me. Her posture shifted. Defensive. “So what ? We all live in Colorado Springs. People talk. Is that a crime now ?”

I smiled, just a little. “Oh, I get it. You’re a Maggie fangirl now ? What’s next, asking for her autograph ?”

Daisy’s face tightened. “You…”

“It seems Cecilia doesn’t believe you,” Sebastian cut in. His voice dropped a few degrees colder.

Daisy rolled her eyes, then sighed. “It doesn’t matter what she thinks. I brought money to help. I even hurt myself getting here.”

She brushed back her hair to show a scrape on her forehead. The injury was real, but the story behind it ? Not so much.

“Your two friends are still in the other room,” I said. “Let’s hear what they have to say.”

She gave a small shrug. “If you think they’ll help you figure this out, fine. I’m not stopping you.”

She sat down, legs crossed, like she was the victim here. Calm. Composed.

The room went quiet.

Sebastian nodded once to Tang. “Get them.”

Tang disappeared into the hallway. A moment later, he came back, dragging two men behind him.

The butler used to be all charm and polish. Now he looked like he came straight out of a horror movie.

His suit was gone. He was wearing wrinkled sweatpants.

His hair was stuck to his forehead in greasy clumps.

Dr. Harlan wasn’t doing much better. His glasses were cracked, and his face was covered in bruises.

The stench hit us before they even spoke. Urine. Sweat. Fear.

They looked at Daisy. Their mouths opened, then closed again. They lowered their heads and stayed quiet.

Daisy crossed her arms. “Go ahead. Tell them. I haven’t done anything.”

Neither man moved.

Sebastian’s voice came low and cold. “Speak.”

That did it. The butler collapsed, grabbing Tang’s arm like it was a lifeline.

Tang yanked back, face wrinkling in disgust. “Get off me. You stink.”

He stepped away, scowling. “If either of you piss yourselves again, I swear I’ll chop you up and toss you to the dogs.”

That, of course, had the opposite effect.

Both men lost it. Again. The puddle crept toward Tang’s boots.

Tang’s expression darkened. In one smooth motion, he shoved them to the floor and pulled a knife. The room exploded with screams.

Daisy gasped, eyes wide, face full of fake shock. “What are you doing ? Are you insane ? If you won’t turn yourselves in, I’ll call the police!”

She spun to leave, her mask of concern slipping just enough to show the smugness underneath.

But we all saw it. And none of us bought it.

“Maybe you should start worrying about yourself. This little game ? It’s over.” I said.

Daisy froze. One foot lifted mid-step.

She slowly turned back around. Her face still looked confused, like she didn’t know what was happening. But her eyes gave her away.

She watched in horror as Harper and I casually stood up, slipping out of the bindings like they were stage props.

We had never actually been tied.

The blood drained from Daisy’s face. She looked at the men lying unconscious on the floor. Then at Sebastian.

Panic twisted her features.

Sebastian stared at her like she was a stain he was about to clean up. “Two days of playing along was more than enough.”

Daisy tried to recover. Her voice wavered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

Sebastian didn’t even answer. He just nodded at Sawyer.

Sawyer pulled out his phone and tapped the screen.

Daisy’s voice filled the room. Clear. Calm. Planning everything with the butler like it was just business.

Every word was a nail in her coffin.

Her knees buckled. She dropped to the floor like someone had cut her strings. Her eyes were empty. Gone.