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"So, that Rogue is at Blood Moon Entertainment? How bold of them to cause trouble right under my nose!"
I felt increasingly uneasy. "Blood Moon Entertainment is heavily guarded. How did they manage to bypass the security system and infiltrate it? And the fact that I didn't notice anything is just too strange! Who could it be? Which department? Could it be...?"
A terrifying thought crossed my mind. "It can't be someone from the higher-ups, can it?"
I looked at Luke Dunphy, hoping he could provide me with answers so I could take action.
"I have a question..."
"How stupid. We'll know once we find that reckless woman!" Luke Dunphy interrupted impatiently.
I slapped my forehead. Of course! That Rogue would definitely seek out Bernadette to drain her last moonlight tonight. All we had to do was find Bernadette and wait for the opportunity.
As I was contemplating how to contact Bernadette's agent, my phone suddenly buzzed with a news alert.
"Popular singer Bernadette Yu collapsed while recording 'Partner's Night' with Mitchell Pritchett today and is currently receiving treatment at XX Hospital..."
I didn't need to read further; I had all the information I needed.
It was almost too easy.
"Let's go see the commotion," Luke Dunphy said gleefully.
I was speechless. "Commotion? This is a matter of life and death!"
Even though Bernadette had seduced my ex-boyfriend, well... I had no words.
Luke Dunphy teleported us to the hospital.
Outside, a crowd of reporters had gathered, but the hospital had security measures in place to keep them out. Luke Dunphy simply led me through the wall.
Just then, a door suddenly swung open.
"You... how did you get in here?" A half-naked man holding a showerhead looked at me in shock.
I was completely bewildered.
Did he just catch me teleporting? No way, Luke Dunphy wouldn't make such a rookie mistake.
"This is the men's bathroom!" the man exclaimed angrily.
It finally dawned on me, and I quickly apologized.
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I misread the sign, so... I'm really sorry!"
I blurted out several apologies and hurriedly backed out, mentally cursing Luke Dunphy to high heaven.
Outside, Luke was laughing uncontrollably, "Hahaha! Emily, look at you now!"
Just as I was about to lose my temper, he pointed down the hallway, "Bernadette is over there, just around the corner."
With that, he floated away.
Watching his feet lift off the ground, I had no choice but to follow him.
I stood at the door of the hospital room, hearing faint cries from inside.
"Get out! All of you get out! I can't face anyone!"
"I'm so ugly!! I can never be Luna again! No one will like me!"
"Waaah..."
Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open.
A familiar figure came into view—Gunther,
kneeling beside Bernadette's bed, holding her hand tenderly with a gentle tone.
"Bernadette, don’t say that. You're not ugly; you're still beautiful. I'll always like you."
"The doctor said it’s just a loss of moonlight; if you replenish it well, you'll recover."
"I swear, I love you for who you are, not for your status or wealth, and I don't care about your appearance."
"We can become partners right now!"
I couldn't help but laugh out loud, only to feel a wave of nausea wash over me as if I might throw up.
It was even more disgusting than when I was carving the Moon Pattern for Rogue. This man managed to make me feel nauseous twice in one day; I must admit, that's quite a skill. My judgment of character really needs improvement. From now on, I should keep my distance from living people and focus on dealing with Rogue.
My laughter startled them. They turned to look at me, their faces grim. In the room, besides Gunther, there were two others—those same staff members from the makeup room yesterday.
"Emily," one of the men said coldly, "what do you mean by this? Bernadette is sick right now, and you're here to gloat?"
I was at a loss for words. Honestly, I had no time for such nonsense.
Upon seeing me, Gunther immediately pulled his hand away from Bernadette's as if he had touched something scalding hot. He jumped back as if jolted by electricity.
"Emily," Gunther said slowly as he approached me, stammering, "it's not what you think; it's—"
"Get lost!"
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