Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 439 The Stock Price Crashes Lilian's POV: The Werewolf Police Station.

+8 Pearls I sat in the interrogation room, staring blankly at the table, my thoughts in complete disarray. My gaze flickered restlessly, unable to settle.

Across from me, a stern-looking officer leaned forward, his voice sharp. "Why did you attempt to steal your company's confidential information? Are you aware that this is considered a crime?" I shook my head frantically, my voice rising in protest. "No! I didn't! I swear, I'm innocent! It wasn't me-it was Wendy from Wild Pack! She forcedto do it!" I never expected things to spiral out of control like this. I never imagined I'd end up here, at the police station, being interrogated like a criminal. If I didn't expose Wendy, I would be held accountable. I'd go to prison. That would be the stain on my life forever, a disgrace to my pack.

Wendy, I'm sorry.

The officer was stunned at the mention of Wendy's name. He exchanged glances with the officer taking notes, then nodded for him to record my statement.

"You're saying she ordered you to do it? Do you have any proof?" he asked, his voice steady but probing. "Proof?" A wave of panic crashed over me. I hesitated, then let out a shaky breath, shaking my head in defeat. “I don't have evidence. But I swear, every word I've said is the truth! She did it out of jealousy-she madeget someone to hack into Starplay Entertainment's network just to mess with Rosaline! I was just following orders!" The officer nodded thoughtfully, setting his pen down. "Alright. We'll look into this. But until the investigation is complete, you can't leave the station. That's all for now-you're free to go back to the waiting area." I was escorted out of the interrogation room.

Wendy's POV: After returning from the launch, I couldn't stop thinking about the way Lilian looked atas she was taken away. The look in her eyes haunted me. And Rosaline-she was smiling.

Lilian wouldn't betray me, right? Doubt gnawed at me. If she did, I'd be in serious trouble. Prison wasn't just a possibility-it was a looming shadow. And worse, it would drag Wild Pack down with me.

I had been following the news about Moonveil Pack nonstop. The wave of public outrage against Lilian was terrifying, and the thought of that turning onmade my stomach twist.

"Wendy? Wendy?" 1/2 n 2:44 pm 11 Chapter 439 The Stock Price Crashes "Ah!" I jolted, snapping back to reality. Michael was staring at me, concern written all over his face. "What's wrong?" he asked, his brows drawn together, I composed myself, forced a smile, and shook my head, "Nothing. I guess I'm just exhausted" +8 Pearls We barely exchanged a few more words before a sharp knock sounded at the door. Michael walked over and opened it-only to find a group of werewolf officers standing there. He stiffened. "Can I help you?" Breath caught in my throat. Panicked, I immediately averted my gaze, unable to meet the officers' eyes.

The lead officer stepped forward. "Good evening. We're here regarding the corporate espionage case at Starplay Entertainment. We have reason to believe Ms. Crawford is involved. We need her to cwith us to assist in the investigation." "Wendy?" Michael's voice carried disbelief as he turned to me.

I shot up from my seat, panic surging through me. "No! I didn't do anything! I was there that day, but I didn't know anything about it! Michael, please—"

His expression hardened as he turned back to the officers. "Officers, you must be mistaken. My sister was just out clearing her mind. As for LOV stealing company secrets-she would never do such a thing. She is also recovering from an illness. She can't handle this kind of stress. If you don't have solid evidence, you can't just take her away like this." Michael wasn't just my brother-he was Wild Pack's heir, and his influence in Rivemon carried weight. He stood firm and vouched for me. After much negotiation, the officers finally left.

I thought that was the end of it. I believed that Wild Pack's power had shieldedfrom harm. But neither Michael nor expected what happened next. A reporter-one of those nosy, relentless tabloid types-had been lurking near our house, waiting for a scoop. And he caught everything on camera.

Within hours, the leaked footage showed officers arriving at the villa and attempting to take meïn. And the fallout was immediate. Our company stock price plummeted. Within mere hours, our company was in a freefall. As I stood in our estate, watching Grandpa explode in fury at Michael, my hands clenched into fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms.

Rosaline must have orchestrated this. She must have arranged this.

When she accused Lilian, she purposefully avoided mentioning me, waiting for the right moment. She planned this from the start.

That conniving, manipulative little snake-I'll make her pay.

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