Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 414

Chapter 414: Chapter 414 The Truth Unravels 2

Author’s pov

Martha’s accusation froze the room.

Maggie stopped mid-step, her expression stiffening as every eye turned toward her.

"Cassian," Alpha Yardley said sharply, his voice echoing through the hall. "What in the Goddess’s name happened out there?"

The weight of his Alpha aura rippled through the air, pressing down on every wolf present.

Zane stood by the wall with a blank face, as if he had lost his spirit.

Cassian started to speak in a calm voice.

He told them everything—the ambush, the gunfire, the chase.

When he talked about his encounter with Cecilia and Tang, Cecilia stepped forward.

Her voice was steady and strong.

"They were waiting for us," she said. "Trained soldiers. Military precision. They knew exactly where we’d be."

Alpha Yardley and Luna Regina exchanged uneasy looks.

Regina’s eyes dropped to Cecilia’s stomach, her instincts as a mother kicking in.

Alpha Sebastian ’s jaw tightened, his expression hardening like stone.

"If not for Cassian and Cecilia," Martha said, her voice trembling with anger and relief, "I wouldn’t have made it back alive."

The Cole patriarch let out a cold, humorless laugh.

"It’s not just you who almost died," he said. "All three of you could have been lost. And you—"

His eyes locked on Zane, "you’ve already buried a wife and a son. Do you plan to watch your mother, daughter, and nephew join them?"

Zane flinched as if struck.

His gaze found Maggie’s, full of confusion, hurt, and something dangerously close to loyalty.

Maggie forced a bitter smile.

"So this is what it’s come to?" she said. "You’re all blaming me again? I tried to help Daisy, but now you say I had secret plans.

Mother falls into trouble, and suddenly I’m the villain pulling the strings. What next? Someone gets sick tomorrow, and you’ll accuse me of cursing them?"

Her voice trembled, the perfect mix of wounded pride and practiced innocence. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"I’m just your scapegoat, aren’t I? The monster you need every time something goes wrong."

Zane’s shoulders loosened as doubt crept back into his eyes.

Poppy couldn’t stand it any longer.

She stepped forward, her voice sharp and clear.

"Stop pretending, Maggie. The men you hired were caught, and they confessed. They said you gave the order yourself."

The words caught and confessed hit Maggie like a slap.

For a split second, fear flashed in her eyes before she masked it with defiance.

"Where are these men now?" the Cole patriarch demanded.

Poppy’s stomach tightened. She hadn’t expected to be pressed on that.

The claim had been pure bluff, thrown out in anger.

They hadn’t captured anyone. They’d barely escaped alive.

Cassian caught on quickly. He leaned back, his voice smooth and confident.

"No need to rush," he said, pulling out his phone. "I can have them brought here right now."

Martha’s eyes stayed hard, her suspicion cutting deeper than any words.

Cassian exhaled, his tone dry and mocking.

"Well, that’s a shame. Without them, our proof just vanished. Should’ve recorded their confessions while I had the chance. My bad."

Maggie’s lips curved into a faint, icy smile.

"I wouldn’t hurt anyone. Killing people? That’s a bit dramatic, don’t you think?"

"Save the act," Cassian shot back, voice low but sharp. "We all know who you are."

The room went still again. Every gaze turned toward Maggie, quiet judgment flickering in their eyes.

Maggie let out a short, bitter laugh that could not hide her anger.

"Say what you want. I’m done wasting my time here."

She turned toward the door. No one stopped her.

Just as her hand touched the handle, a soft voice broke the silence.

"Dad," Cecilia said sweetly, her tone almost playful. "You mentioned transferring your shares to me. I’m still waiting. Whether I forgive you depends on your sincerity. Don’t let me down."

Maggie froze. Her shoulders stiffened. The calm mask began to crack.

Cecilia’s smile widened, her eyes cool and bright.

"Oh, and Dad," she added, "you might want to talk it over with Aunt Maggie. I’ll give you one week. That should be enough."

Zane stood rooted to the floor, his mouth half open, no words coming out.

Maggie’s nails dug into her palms until tiny crescents of blood appeared.

Her eyes turned red with fury, the polite mask gone.