The Luna Is Gone

Chapter 125

Diana’s pov

The hand holding the file trembles slightly.

I’m furious.

I can’t believe so many people got infected suddenly.

The only explanation is that William expanded the sale of Gummy Skull.

“You’re forcing me?” I glare at him.

“Where does that come from? I’m just earnestly pleading for you to develop a cure for these infected people,” William raises an eyebrow.

“You’re still pretending!”

I forcefully slam the file. Papers flutter and cover the floor.

William remains unfazed, even more confident.

“Say whatever you want,” he smiles, “Do you want to watch more people get infected, Diana? You’re kind–hearted; I know you can’t let this happen. So why not put aside your prejudices and collaborate with me?”

Put aside prejudices and collaborate with him, so he can profit from the cure and the

drug?

I snort.

“After today, I’m leaving the lab.”

“Going solo?” William asks, a mocking smile, “Diana, you’re being too unrealistic. You think you can produce enough cure in a short time? I have dozens of pharmaceutical companies under my name. Producing a batch of cure takes half a day. But you? What do you have? How will you accomplish this monumental task?”

“I have enough money, I can—”

“Diana, you’re not a child anymore. Why are you still so naive in your thinking?” William interrupts, “Don’t tell me silly things like starting your own pharmaceutical

company. Can you guess why I signed a business contract with Alpha Nathan? Do you think it’s because I can’t come up with the money?”

No.

I know the answer.

William partnered with Nathan not just because of his strong Pack Alpha status but also because Dark Moon Pack controls the largest medical equipment production base.

Essentially, the most advanced medical equipment globally is in Nathan’s hands, monopolizing the industry.

A smirk plays on William’s face.

“Alpha Nathan has already collaborated with me. He won’t sell medical equipment to you. Without equipment, how will you establish a pharmaceutical company, relying solely on manpower? Sure,

you can get some outdated equipment from small manufacturers, making do. But… in this industry, do you think any small company is willing to risk offending Alpha Nathan and supply you?” Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Hardly any.

I clench my fists. Despite the perfect room temperature, I feel a chill down my spine.

I hesitate.

I don’t want to succumb to William, but he’s not entirely wrong.

I lack medical equipment, and with just Moss and a few researchers, producing enough cure in a short time is a fantasy.

Moreover, the number of infected continues to rise.

William stands up from the sofa, adjusting his clothes.

“I’ve said what needs to be said. Think about it. Remember, time is running out for you. The longer you hesitate, the more people are at risk of infection.”

After saying that, William strides out of the office.

When it’s just Moss and me left in the office, I slump onto the sofa.

I try to clench my fists, but my palms feel numb, as if something I want to grasp isn’t there.

“Diana,” Moss calls, seeming to check my state.

I lower my head, staring at the floor.

“No… can’t just sit and wait.” I run my fingers through my hair, massaging my temples, thoughts racing.

After half a minute, I lift my head, determination in my eyes.

“I’ll go talk to Nathan, persuade him to abandon the collaboration with William.”

Moss grabs me just as I’m about to get up.

“Do you think it’s possible?” he asks, “If a few words from you could make Alpha Nathan give up the collaboration with William, he wouldn’t have announced it publicly at the engagement party.”

“Got to try, right?” I say, “Are we just going to wait, do nothing, and eventually compromise with William?”

Moss chokes up.

I pull away.

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‘As long as I can make Nathan give up the collaboration with William, there’s still a chance to turn things around. So, I have to try.”

I turn to leave.

Moss suddenly stops me.

“Wait, Diana.”

“If you’re going to persuade me-

“Not about that.” Moss sighs, a slightly mocking smile, “Your plans are grand, and I can’t talk you out of them. It’s about something else.”

“What?”

Moss goes to the desk, handing me a report.

Moss goes to the desk, handing me a report.

“Nora’s test results,” he says, “It confirms that Nora indeed consumed a drink spiked with an aphrodisiac.”

I take the report and frown.

Apart from Nora’s physical indicators, there’s also a drug test section.

“If I’m not mistaken, you can only buy this type of aphrodisiac on the black market.”

“You’re right,” Moss says, “I’ve already instructed someone to investigate who recently bought this drug on the black market. We should know the results soon.”

I pause.

I only asked Moss to help me with Nora’s blood test, not expecting him to carry out the subsequent investigation.

Suddenly, I feel grateful.

“Thank you, Moss.”

Moss shrugs, “Small matter. But you… are you ready to be humiliated by Alpha Nathan? Do you want me to accompany you when you meet him?”

“How do you know it will definitely be humiliation? I’m going to reason with him, not fight… anyway, I can handle it myself. You stay in the lab and continue your research.”

Moss remains silent, just looking at me.

Unexplainably, I sense a tinge of sympathy in his eyes.

Who is he feeling sorry for?

Me?

I quickly avert my gaze, waving at him, “I’m going.”

Concerned about Avia’s health, Nathan swiftly returned to the hospital after the engagement party.

Passing the nurse station, I casually asked if they knew where Alpha Nathan was.

The nurse told me he was in the rest area on the twentieth floor.

I said I was going to find him, and the nurse hesitated before casting a slightly sympathetic glance my way.

I didn’t pay much attention./

Changing out of my Healer attire, I stood at Nathan’s bedroom door.

After a few deep breaths, I raised my hand to knock.

In just a moment, the door opened from the inside.

Perhaps due to just waking up, Nathan’s hair was a bit disheveled, and he wore only

a bathrobe.

He looked momentarily perplexed upon seeing me.

Then, his expression quickly darkened.

“What are you here for?”

“I” I was about to speak when a familiar female voice came from the bathroom.

It was Avia.

She asked, “Nathan, who’s there?”