Chapter 149.
Dianaâs pov Fisher spoke with confidence.
If I werenât Healer herself, perhaps I wouldâve believed him.
Itâs 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 Fisherâs eyes sparkled more and more, thinking his absurd words had convinced me Fear and timidity faded from his eyes, replaced by a malicious calculation.
âMiss Reist, I know youâre the director of this hospital, and you wouldnât condone Healerâs behavior, Tight?â
âWell...â I nodded in agreement, âIf what you say is true, Healer should indeed face severe punishment.â
âNo! Itâs not like that!â
Before I could say more, the female researcher, ignoring her scantily clad state, rushed over to me. She anxiously explained, âHealer didnât instruct me to do such things... Miss Reist, Fisher is talking nonsense, you canât believe him.â
As I was about to calm the researcher down, Fisher shouted, âMiss Reist doesnât believe me, do you believe this kind of slut?â
Raising an eyebrow, a surge of anger rose within me.
Unaware, Fisher continued, âMiss 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 theyâve committed against me.â
I smirked, glancing down at Fisher.
âAlright, as you said, strip the guilty parties, parade them, and degrade them to the lowest slaves.â
Hearing my words, Fisherâs mouth couldnât contain his excitement, his eyes shining with excitement. Misinterpreting my intentions, the female researcher panicked, about to kneel before me-
âMiss Reist, this has nothing to do with Healer! It was me... I seduced Fisher willingly, Iâm willing to take full responsibility. Please donât blame Healer, I.....â
I immediately grabbed the researcherâs arm to stop her from kneeling, covering her mouth with my other hand.
âDonât confess blindly,â I told her.
The researcher looked at me, bewildered.
I gave her a faint smile and said, âWho said Iâm going to punish Healer? I clearly said...â
My voice trailed off as I turned to Fisher, speaking slowly, âThe guilty parties.â
Fisherâs 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 Fisherâs collar, ready to strip off his clothes.
Finally realizing, Fisher let out a pig like scream âMiss Reist, what are you doing? Iâm innocent! Iâm the victim... Make them stop! Stop!!
âYouâre innocent?â I looked at him coldly, asking, âThen 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!â
Fisher froze.
The guard tore off his shirt, revealing his fleshy torso.
A chill ran through him, and Fisher shivered involuntarily.
âThereâs something you probably donât know,â I said with a smile, but underneath, there was only anger wanting to tear him apart, âThe reason Iâm 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!â
Fisherâs teeth chattered as he tried to defend himself.
âI didnât do it, I really didnât, itâs all a misunderstanding... I neverââ
âA misunderstanding?â 1 scoffed, âLetâs just pretend itâs all a misunderstanding then.â
With my words, I completely shut down Fisherâs attempt to clear his name.
Despair clouded Fisherâs eyes.
Meanwhile, the guards had removed Fisherâs suit trousers.
But just as they were about to remove Fisherâs underwear, I intervened.
Some things were too dirty. I didnât want to see them.
âTake 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 Fisherâs own proposed punishment, and sometimes we need to respect the prisonerâs wishes, right?â
âYes!â
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, âAre you okay?â
âI...â The female researcher blinked, âIâm fine now, thank you, Miss Reist.â
I smiled, âI should be thanking you.â
The researcher fell into confusion again.
I helped her put on her suit jacket. âBecause Healer and I are good friends. By helping her, youâre helping me. I was touched by your efforts to defend Healer just now.
The female researcher smiled shyly,, âThatâs because Healer is the hope for all of us. Hope shouldnât be extinguished by slander.â
I understood the meaning behind the researcherâs words.
They were all waiting for me to lead them to develop a cure for those infected with the Enigma virus.
And that day wasnât far off.
Two hours later, the guards brought Fisher, who had finished parading, back to me.
Fisher put his clothes back on, but it didnât 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 didnât 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.
Fisher put his clothes back on, but it didnât 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 didnât need to guess. I could imagine what the parade had been like.
I squatted down, looking at Fisher lying on the ground like a pile of mud, and asked, âHow does it feel, the punishment you suggested for yourself?â
Fisher didnât even have the strength to lift his eyelids to look at me, only weakly gasping for alr, whispering, âYou did this... did it on purpose...
âRealized it a bit too late, havenât you?â I asked.
âI... Iâm with William, if you treat me like this... he... he wonât let you get away with it...â
With Fisherâs courage, he wouldnât dare threaten me.
Saying so was just his desperate attempt to gain a glimmer of hope by using Williamn.
A sardonic smile tugged at my lips.
âYouâre wrong, Fisher. Iâm the princess of the Blade Moon Pack, Alpha Marcâs sister. Even if William values you, he wonât offend me for your sake.â
Fisherâs fingers twitched, as if he wanted to clench his fist, but he was too exhausted to do so.
I watched his every move, saying calmly, âUnless your value is great enough for him to betray the entire Blade Moon Pack for you.ââ
There was a momentary gleam in Fisherâs eyes.
Ignoring it, I continued, âUnfortunately, youâre just a waste, incapable of anything.â
Fisher began to tremble violently, the spasms of someone on the brink of collapse.
I chuckled as I looked at him, speaking slowly as his spirit was about to break-
âBut donât worry, I wonât kill you just yet. After all, killing you would be letting you off too easily. Since you enjoy ordering Healer to do cleaning work so much, why not experience it yourself before you die?â
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