However, even if Luna was not very happy, there still needed to be a celebration. After all, this was everyone’s hard work. They finally won. There was no reason to celebrate.
As usual, Luna booked a private room in Bonnie’s hotel. She had a simple meal with the rest of them before leaving the hotel.
Zayne, Samson, and Shannon also knew that Luna was in a bad mood, so they did not stop her from leaving.
Leaving the hotel, Luna stood by the roadside. She looked at the huge LED screen on the building opposite. It was playing the video of her holding the trophy not smiling.
She smiled bitterly.
She did not know why but the scene of Joshua carrying Fiona leaving appeared on her mind.
She did not know what Fiona was like at that moment.
If Fiona was truly a terminal illness patient who only had less than a year left to live... 1
Today's incident was a huge blow to her. Would it aggravate her illness?
Did that mean that she had become a murderer?
Just when Luna’s mind was in a mess and she did not know whether to head to the hospital to have a look or go home, a car stopped in front of her.
The car window rolled down. Sitting in the driver’s seat was her protege, Joey.
He smiled and looked at her.
"I guessed that you would not properly celebrate, so I purposely came over. You promised me a meal, have you forgotten about it?"
Luna did not know whether to cry or laugh at his serious face.
She took a deep breath and shook her head. She directly opened the car door and got in.
Joey took Luna to a comparably quieter cafe.
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