Chapter 740:


    Roselyn’s heart skipped a beat, panic shing across her face. “What do you mean? I’m forcing you into prison? It’s clearly you who…”


    “Enough!” Luna interrupted sharply, her voice cutting through her mother’s words. She took a deep breath, and then turned to Leah, a faint smile curling on her lips. “Miss Burgess, would you mind giving me the floor for a moment?”


    Leah’s brows knitted together as a chill crept up her spine.


    She knew that Luna had an agenda, yet she had no choice but to nod.


    There was no room for hesitation—not in front of the shing cameras and prying eyes. She needed to exude grace, to maintain the perfect image.


    If she let emotions slip now, the reporters would have a scandal fabricated and printed by morning.


    Drawing a slow breath, she schooled her expression into one ofposure. “Of course, that is fine,” she said evenly.


    Luna gave a small nod and turned toward the podium.


    Just as she took a step forward, a firm hand seized her wrist. “Luna, what exactly do you think you are doing?” Roselyn’s voice was tight with desperation.


    “Let go!” Luna yanked her arm free, not even sparing her mother a nce.


    But the older woman did not give up. With a sudden movement, she dropped to the floor, clutching Luna’s leg as if her life depended on it. “I will not let you go!”


    Luna’s patience thinned. Her jaw clenched as she looked down. “Move aside.”


    “I will not!” Roselyn’s grip only tightened, her voice rising with urgency. “Luna, I am warning you—if you do not listen to me, then do not call me your mother anymore!”


    It was a threatden with finality, a deration meant to cut deep. After all, in Roselyn’s eyes, children were always dependent on their mothers.


    Roselyn had wielded those words like a weapon when Luna was a child. They had left her in tears, desperate for forgiveness.


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    Even as Luna grew older, the threat had held power over her, bending her will, keeping her bound.


    But Roselyn had forgotten something. Luna was no longer that helpless child clinging to her approval.


    A strange calm settled over Luna as she looked down at the woman on the floor. A war of emotions flickered through her gaze, but in the end, she exhaled slowly and clenched her fists. “If that is how it is, then from this moment on, consider me a stranger.”


    The words stung, but she did not waver. She added, “Anyway, in your eyes, your son has alwayse first.”


    Swallowing down the ache that threatened to rise, Luna stepped past her mother’s stunned expression and strode to the stage.


    The moment she reached the podium, she connected her phone to theputer, adjusting the microphone with practiced ease. Her fingers were steady as she looked out at the expectant crowd. “Hello, everyone,” she began, her voice unwavering. “My name is Luna Potter. I graduated from Lyhaton University of Finance and Economics with a full schrship for consecutive years. Upon graduation, I was hired by Burgess Group, where I worked diligently, eventually earning my promotion as the special assistant to Miss Burgess, the CEO.”


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