Luna Lancaster's face changed, and she forgot about the man behind Melody Thorne, Jared Quinn. If Jared Quinn intervened, she wouldn't be able to get a job, not just in acting, but anywhere.
"Melody Thorne, you forced me. The Lancaster Family is gone, my sister is gone too. Do you think I'd still be afraid of you? I want to go down with you!" A device suddenly appeared in Luna Lancaster's hand — a recorder, and the sounds from it were playing.
"Luna, I'm going to see Melody Thorne. If I don't come back or die at her hands, don't avenge me, and don't tell everyone that Melody Thorne is actually a murderer. Don't avenge me. I'm sorry I can't take care of you anymore. You must take care of yourself."
"What is that thing?" Nina King rushed forward to snatch it, but Luna Lancaster beat her to it, throwing it down to the floor below, where journalists waiting below caught it, with the recording fully broadcasted.
"Murderer?"
"The newly famous starlet is actually a murderer?"
