The Luna Is Gone (Diana and Nathan) by Angelique Quinn novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149. 

Diana’s pov 

Fisher spoke with confidence. 

If I weren’t Healer herself, perhaps I would’ve believed him. 

It’s just unfortunate that some things happen like this. 

Thinking about it, I even felt some sympathy for this despicable guy, and my gaze towards him softened 

Fisher’s eyes sparkled more and more, thinking his absurd words had convinced me 

Fear and timidity faded from his eyes, replaced by a malicious calculation. 

“Miss Reist, I know you’re the director of this hospital, and you wouldn’t condone Healer’s behavior, Tight?” 

“Well…” I nodded in agreement, “If what you say is true, Healer should indeed face severe punishment.” 

“No! It’s not like that!” 

Before I could say more, the female researcher, ignoring her scantily clad state, rushed over to me. She anxiously explained, “Healer didn’t instruct me to do such things… Miss Reist, Fisher is talking nonsense, you can’t believe him.” 

As I was about to calm the researcher down, Fisher shouted, “Miss Reist doesn’t believe me, do you believe this kind of slut?” 

Raising an eyebrow, a surge of anger rose within me. 

Unaware, Fisher continued, “Miss Reist, I suggest we strip Healer and her accomplices naked, parade them through the streets, and then degrade them to the lowest slaves of the Blade Moon Pack! Only then can we offset the sins they’ve committed against me.” 

I smirked, glancing down at Fisher. 

“Alright, as you said, strip the guilty parties, parade them, and degrade them to the lowest slaves.” 

Hearing my words, Fisher’s mouth couldn’t contain his excitement, his eyes shining with excitement. Misinterpreting my intentions, the female researcher panicked, about to kneel before me- 

“Miss Reist, this has nothing to do with Healer! It was me… I seduced Fisher willingly, I’m willing to take full responsibility. Please don’t blame Healer, I…..” 

I immediately grabbed the researcher’s arm to stop her from kneeling, covering her mouth with my other hand. 

“Don’t confess blindly,” I told her. 

The researcher looked at me, bewildered. 

I gave her a faint smile and said, “Who said I’m going to punish Healer? I clearly said…” 

My voice trailed off as I turned to Fisher, speaking slowly, “The guilty parties.” 

Fisher’s smile froze on his face, 

His pupils contracted sharply, seemingly pondering the meaning of 

my 

words. 

I waved to the guards, 

One of them grabbed Fisher’s collar, ready to strip off his clothes. 

Finally realizing, Fisher let out a pig like scream 

“Miss Reist, what are you doing? I’m innocent! I’m the victim… Make them stop! Stop!! 

“You’re innocent?” I looked at him coldly, asking, “Then what about the things you did to Healer? Forcing her to clean the lab, seizing her research results, and even… not long ago, assaulting her out of spite!” 

Fisher froze. 

The guard tore off his shirt, revealing his fleshy torso. 

A chill ran through him, and Fisher shivered involuntarily. 

“There’s something you probably don’t know,” I said with a smile, but underneath, there was only anger wanting to tear him apart, “The reason I’m here today in the lab is to avenge Healer. And you, not only did you not restrain yourself, but you also attempted to rape a female employee in front of me, even slandered Healer, adding insult to injury!” 

Fisher’s teeth chattered as he tried to defend himself. 

“I didn’t do it, I really didn’t, it’s all a misunderstanding… I never—” 

“A misunderstanding?” 1 scoffed, “Let’s just pretend it’s all a misunderstanding then.” 

With my words, I completely shut down Fisher’s attempt to clear his name. 

Despair clouded Fisher’s eyes. 

Meanwhile, the guards had removed Fisher’s suit trousers. 

But just as they were about to remove Fisher’s underwear, I intervened. 

Some things were too dirty. I didn’t want to see them. 

“Take him away for processing, then have him parade with a sign indicating his intent to rape women along the main street. After all, this was Fisher’s own proposed punishment, and sometimes we need to respect the prisoner’s wishes, right?” 

“Yes!” 

The guards dragged Fisher out of the office. 

I shifted my gaze back to the female researcher. 

She still seemed dazed, not fully recovered. 

Concerned, I asked, “Are you okay?” 

“I…” The female researcher blinked, “I’m fine now, thank you, Miss Reist.” 

I smiled, “I should be thanking you.” 

The researcher fell into confusion again. 

I helped her put on her suit jacket. “Because Healer and I are good friends. By helping her, you’re helping me. I was touched by your efforts to defend Healer just now. 

The female researcher smiled shyly,, “That’s because Healer is the hope for all of us. Hope shouldn’t be extinguished by slander.” 

I understood the meaning behind the researcher’s words. 

They were all waiting for me to lead them to develop a cure for those infected with the Enigma virus. 

And that day wasn’t far off. 

Two hours later, the guards brought Fisher, who had finished parading, back to me. 

Fisher put his clothes back on, but it didn’t hide his previous disheveled state. 

His face was bruised, likely from being hit by rocks or something hard, and his hair was stuck with egg and rotten vegetable, emitting a foul smell. 

I didn’t need to guess. I could imagine what the parade had been like. 

Two hours later, the guards brought Fisher, who had finished parading, back to me.