Chapter 35: Trouble II

Sandro was greatly aggrieved, watching the spectacle before him.

How could Ewan tell Athena to kneel and apologize?

Did he forget who she was, and what had happened the last time he had tried upsetting her?

If Athena knelt, then their company was as good as done!

He couldn’t let that happen.

"Ewan, what are you doing? Have you forgotten..."

"Shut up, Sandro! This doesn’t concern you." Ewan declared hotly, folding his arms across his chest.

His ego bruised by Athena’s antics, especially by that smirk that still played on her lips and grated him further, he didn’t care about the past.

After all, hadn’t he offered her ten percent of his company’s shares?

If she was distressed, he would add an extra one percent.

Surely that would pacify her.

The shares of his company were much sought after; people paid to have them, considering their potential!

But that smirk??? It had to be wiped off!

"Athena, kneel and apologize..."

Athena decided Ewan was mentally deranged.

Did he think he could control her now, because they were civil, because he offered her ten percent of shares?

Did he forget that she was the only doctor that can treat his community?

She chuckled, and looked at a pitiful Fiona. "You mentioned that I slapped you?"

Fiona whimpered, lowered her head, and stepped back like Athena was bullying her.

Ewan hated it. He glared at Athena. "Apologize!"

But Athena would never do that.

Instead, with an insane speed, before Ewan could know her intentions, she landed a slap on Fiona’s face; a Fiona who had stupidly lifted her face then, thinking Athena had been about to apologize.

arrived in the

for one, was

the shock,

stiff body, actually

back a

Ewan was utterly speechless.

audacity to slap his fiancée before him?

in satisfaction, as her hand’s form was

of accomplishment, she took a step back, and

slapping I knew nothing

to hold it in

"Get out, Sandro!"

being stupid the second time?" Athena was on a

banished me from the city for an accusation with no legible evidence, because Fiona

A pause.

A humorless cackle.

You must be the joke of the century! Get your filthy self out of my office. And

and sank his head in

no

even bother looking at Ewan, who was still fuming at being put down

closer to Athena, with balled

in

to do, Ewan? Grab me by the neck like you did six years ago

ignited by those

couple, and with his palm on Ewan’s chest, pushed the latter

will deal with the consequences

go of your pride

he turned to Fiona, who squirmed under his

like he hated

retrieved a white handkerchief from his back pocket, and sharply cleaned

showed Ewan the

isn’t blood, but lipstick. Yes, her knees are bruised, but from what? You should

about your business sense, my friend? Are you ready to lose your company, the lives of your

darted glances at the

know what to feel. His head

that had him passing out for days. He has not had one in

now his

the trio, needing to be away

frustration were the chief emotions

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