Chapter 43: Beggars III

When Alfonso and Fiona finally stepped into Athena’s office, they were grieved as soon as they understood why Athena had kept them waiting for so long—she had been eating.

They watched with increasing loathing as Athena gracefully cleaned her lips with a serviette.

They were more incensed when she ignored their presence, rather focusing on the apple she brought from her bag then.

They still stood and watched, as she stood up elegantly from her chair and walked into the en-suite bathroom.

They believed she had gone to wash her hands, and probably the apple too.

Fiona looked at her father. He was red with anger.

"Dad, she hasn’t even started with her antics, so I will advise you to put more bricks on the mask you are wearing. I can already tell you are angry. Athena is very sensitive."

Alfonso almost snapped at his daughter but for the timely arrival of Athena back into the office.

Still ignoring them, she sat down on her chair and bit into the washed apple.

As she chewed, she opened her drawer, and got a document. She started reading it afterwards.

It was then it dawned on Alfonso that Athena wouldn’t speak to them until they stated their case.

He opened his mouth to speak, but a croak came out instead.

Was he now lost for words?

Alfonso couldn’t believe himself, couldn’t believe the audacity of his tongue to disappoint him at that critical time.


Howbeit, he inhaled deeply, and with a voice akin to sorrow, he spoke clearly:

behalf of my daughter. Her actions yesterday had been

raised her eyes to meet the pitiful ones of Alfonso and his daughter. "Why are

to do. I just came from visiting Ewan. He had

course, he would. Athena mused, folding her arms across her

it came to the Adams’ family, the great and cold Ewan Giacometti was a coward, a

forgave you, you believe I will

Alfonso. Especially since your daughter has crossed me four times. I think we’ve passed the level of second

himself to

of the stupidity she had committed. As her father, I’m ashamed and embarrassed

vowed, not believing that he

But Ewan’s was understandable.

was a different


the disrespect she was

the side,

most, caused Alfonso to look at

he saw that

sharply to the ground, causing her knees to knock heavily on the

her lips stopped Alfonso from delivering a slap to

okay, but

and drew it, pretending that her cry of

Don’t you know how to

was in so much pain

in her heart was against Athena, the beginner

was like she had told her father; Athena wouldn’t be moved by their

noticed foul play then, for her to be


why Fiona hadn’t bothered to kneel, coupled with the fact that her knee

felt her father’s pull at her ears again, she deftly shook his hand away from her ear, and

Doctor Athena.

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