Chapter 48: Shenanigans

Athena contemplated the final consequence of the results she had in her hand, concerning Ewan’s brain issues, and sighed resignedly.

There was no way around it. She thought sadly, having made calls to various brain specialists around the globe.

She deliberated telling the news to Ewan, but changed her mind.

From the way he had responded earlier, she was sure he would refuse to be tested and treated now, citing the company as an excuse.

Exhaling softly, she rested her back squarely on the chair, and let it swirl her.

What should she do?

Her mind chose that moment to tease her. Why was she worrying about Ewan?

Athena pouted. It was a doctor’s sense of duty. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Just an insistent, passionate sense of duty.

Her phone dinged with a text.

She quickly reverted the chair to its center position, and picked her phone from the table.

It was a text from Kathleen.

’Mom, when are you coming back? We miss you!’

Athena smiled, her sad countenance lifting immediately.

Pushing thoughts of Ewan aside, she quickly got up from her seat, after checking the large minimalist clock on the wall opposite her.

She had spent more time at work today than she had promised her children!

Because it was the weekend, she had promised she would return earlier, but being the president of the entire Whitman hospitals wasn’t a joke.

Her time was easily swamped with duties here and there.

She even brought work home sometimes!

She didn’t like the development at all.

have another sit

go through the

know if the latter had

received a text

you

Athena was amused.

Chelsea made it seem like they were in the

someone unpredictable, it was her close colleague—one of the good friends she had made during her

shut down her laptop, closed the drapes of the large windows,

her door when

on. Did Alfonso and his reckless daughter come back

and continued walking. If they came back to make trouble, she would make sure that the security men showed them

neared her door, she discovered that the

for the

forehead weakly, laying mental curses on the

away when she told him

believed she

felt entitled to her attention and

arrogance was

him in his place, but she was so tired that she only wanted to see her children, eat and

had no strength

opened her phone, about to text the

moment, Ciara’s call came

the call. There was

her, so that it wouldn’t show on her face—she didn’t want Zack to think he had power

were under

was standing right at the doorstep, his hand raised to drop another harsh

with a frown, staring

bother giving him attention, neither did she

from her office, locked the door, and walked

be heading out now, dear. You can finish later. But try heading home earlier today; it’s the

bid her goodbye, without making reference to Zack who was watching

her boss had ignored the male, who was she to pay him attention? After all, wasn’t his

big men

they infected with the prevailing disease or was there

softly, letting it go. None of it was her

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