Chasing His Kickass Luna Back
Chapter 192

Abby

“Excuse me, I don’t mean to interrupt,” I say, offering ‘Alex’ a tense smile as I walk up to her and Anton. “I

just need to speak with Anton for a moment.”

“Um, sure,” Alex says, scribbling something else on her notepad. “Take your time.”

Throwing her another grin, I snatch Anton by the arm and signal for Karl to follow. I lead them to a

secluded corner of the kitchen, away from the prying ears of the mysterious ‘journalist’. My heart pounds

in my chest.

“Is everything okay, Abby?” Anton asks, looking a little pale. “I hope I did not say the wrong things—”

“No, Anton, you were great,” I whisper, glancing over my shoulder at Alex, who is staring at the

dishwasher and scribbling furiously on her notepad. “It’s the ‘journalist’. She’s a fake.”

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“A fake?” Anton asks.

Karl takes out his phone and scrolls through it rapidly. “Hang on. Let me check something real quick.” He

takes the sl*p of paper from my hand where he had scribbled Alex’s number earlier. His eyes dart between

his phone screen and the paper for a few moments, his face slowly losing even more of its color.

“Oh, god. This isn’t good.”

“What? What’s not good?” Anton’s eyes are practically saucers now.

Karl looks mortified. “The number I gave you, Abby, isn’t the real Alex’s number. It’s a fake.”

“What? How can that be?” I can feel the tension knotting up in my stomach, making me feel almost sick.

“I’m so stupid. I must have clicked the wrong link,” Karl confesses, showing us his phone screen where a

website that looks eerily similar to a locally renowned journalism site is displayed. “I found the number

here. It looks like the real site, doesn’t it?”

I squint at the screen. “Yeah, it does. But if there’s a real Alex out there, then who the hell is she?”

Karl sighs deeply, running his fingers through his hair. “From the looks of it, this site is for a tabloid that

poses as a legitimate news source. They’ve duped us. They’re going to write something terrible, I just

know it.”

“Merde!” Anton mutters under his breath, visibly anxious. “What do we do now?”

Karl looks at me, concern etching lines into his face. “I’m so sorry, Abby. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

I take a deep breath, releasing it slowly as I look into Karl’s apologetic eyes.”It’s not your fault, Karl. It was

an honest mistake. Anyone could’ve been tricked by that fake site.”

He nods, still not relieved. “What’s the plan, then? If we kick her out now, it’ll be even wors

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