Chapter 153 Dianaâs pov Everyone was petrified, not daring to even breathe.
William had always presented himself as kind and benevolent.
To the lab researchers, he was as respectable as Penny.
No one expected that beneath this seemingly gentle facade was a heart indifferent to life and coldâblooded.
Fisherâs foolish actions had infuriated William to the point where he forgot his benevolent facade..
And at this point, he evidently had no intention of salvaging anything.
With a wave of his hand, he summoned his bodyguards and said expressionlessly, âDispose of the body, chop it up, and throw it into the sea.â
âYes!â
The bodyguard dragged Fisherâs oddly positioned, limping body away.
William stretched his neck, exhaled, and slowly turned his gaze towards me.
He seemed to want to say something to me, but just then, his phone rang.
âBoss, we have a new discovery...â
I faintly heard the voice at the other end of the phone speaking to William Perhaps something urgent had come up; William didnât wait for the call to end before leaving the office with his remaining men.
The people hiding behind me finally breathed a sigh of relief, eagerly asking me why William seemed so unfamiliar, as if he had changed overnight.
I looked at the blood left by Fisher on the ground and smiled bitterly.
âUnfamiliar? I used to think so too, but the truth is, this is his true nature.â
Upon hearing this, everyone froze in place.
Moss approached me.
âWhatâs your plan next?â
I pondered for a few seconds.
âWilliam will probably soon have me develop the antidote for him again, and I will pretend to cooperate with him. Meanwhile, our real laboratory should be opened.â
Moss breathed a sigh of relief.
âAt least weâve passed this hurdle.â
Have we really?
I couldnât help but furrow my brows.
Remembering the look William gave me before leaving and his hesitant expression, a heavy sense of unease lingered in my heart.
My intuition was correct.
In the afternoon, as I dealt with the series of problems caused by the fire under the guise of Diana in the office, Williamâs men barged in without knocking.
âMiss Reist, our boss wants to see you.â
âWith that attitude?â I glanced at the stillâshaking door panel and asked coldly, âHave you forgotten that besides being the dean, I am also your princess!â
After a moment of hesitation, the men exchanged glances and finally backed off.
âApologies, Your Highness.â
1 didnât mean to give them a hard time.
If William wanted to see me, he would see me by any means necessary.
Adjusting my clothes, I said in a solemn tone, âLetâs go.â
When I arrived at Williamâs office, I found Moss was there too, Obviously, William had just had a conversation with him.
William sat in his black leather chair with his back to me.
Hearing the movement, he turned around, his sharp gaze fixed on me.
âDiana, thereâs something very interesting Iâd like to share with you,â he said slowly, as if discussing something trivial.
But since the moment of our falling out, I knew we werenât in the kind of relationship where we could sit down calmly and share something interesting.
âWhat is it?â Lasked.
âNot long ago, my men surveyed the scene of the fire,â he said casually, locking eyes with me. âThey told me they found traces resembling explosives at the scene. So, who do you think planted those explosives?â
My heart pounded fiercely, as if it wanted to leap out of my throat.
âItâs just traces, not necessarily explosives, maybeâ
âIâm asking you, who do you think planted them!â
I never expected that William, in his fury, would still remember to investigate the scene and find that faint clue amidst the ashes.
I was nervous, but I concealed it well.
1 looked at William without changing my expression and said, âInstead of asking me, youâd better hurry and investigate.â
âIâm already doing that, arenât I?â William shrugged.
1 squinted slightly.
âSo, youâre suspecting me?â
âMore accurately, you and Moss.â William glanced at Moss. âBut just now, Moss provided an alibi for the time of the explosion, now itâs your turn. Diana, do you have an alibi?â
The thing about planting the explosives was something I did behind Mossâs back.
So, he still seemed calm.
Little did he know, my palms and the back of my hands were soaked with sweat.
I could barely breathe.
Observing my expression, William spoke coldly, âIf you donât have proof, I have reasonable suspicion that you planted the explosives to intentionally destroy my lab.â
I clenched my teeth.
âAnd then, the lives of those researchers under your command might be in jeopardy.â
âI didnât!â I exclaimed urgently, afraid of what terrifying reaction William might have.
Swallowing hard, I pretended to remain calm and said, âI didnât plant the explosives. This morning, 1 was resting in my room.â
âEvidence?â William asked, adding, âMoss provided me with surveillance footage of him having breakfast at a diner during the explosion. What about yours?â
When surveillance was mentioned, I nervously said, âThe hospitalâs surveillance system was completely destroyed by the fire, so I canât provide evidence.â
âHow can I trust you then?â William raised an eyebrow at me. âWho knows if you intentionally destroyed the surveillance room to cover your tracks?â
â...â
âDiana, without evidence, the blame might fall on the innocent researchersâ families. After all, as you know, youâre my darling, and I canât bear to punish you.â
âWho says Diana doesnât have evidence?â
Almost as Williamâs voice fell, a familiar voice came through the door.
I turned in shock to see Nathan pushing the office door open slowly, dressed in a black suit, calmly walking in.
Then, he stopped by my side.
âMr. William. I can testify for Diana She was indeed nor at the scene when the explosion occurred âMr. William, I can testify for Diana. She was indeed not at the scene when the explosion occurred. Because-â
Nathan paused for a moment, looking down at me, his eyes shimmering with ambiguity.
I heard him say slowly, word by word-
âBecause when it happened, Diana was in my bed.â