Chapter 82: Saving An Enemy

Gianna stood frozen, momentarily speechless at Athena’s response.

She took a step toward Athena, her eyes darting over the carefully arranged stacks of books and the colorful gift bags scattered around.

"Gianna, he brought them on the day of the kidnap." Athena echoed, her brow furrowed. "I had forgotten them till I saw the children opening it," She added softly, her fingers brushing against the fabric.

Gianna’s eyes perused the fiery gown, pausing when she saw a note pinned on it. Her hand instinctively reached for the delicate note.

She read it to Athena whose facial expression bordered on confusion.

’I noticed you’re a fan of Areso.’

"Is he wooing you back?"

Athena sighed, her voice barely above a whisper as she continued, "I don’t know. Signed copies of Colleen Hoover’s books bought after a year of our divorce, an Areso gown, and Le Fan’s heels. What do you think, Gianna?"

Gianna took a deep breath, shaking her head in disbelief. "It’s hard to make sense of this. Why all of this now, especially after everything that’s happened?"

"Exactly. He claims it’s for a partnership deal," Athena replied, frustration lacing her tone.

Gianna laughed, a sound that was almost mocking. "Partnership my foot. If you don’t want to go back to him, don’t bother meeting him. Partnership deals can be discussed in the boardroom, so you can ask for that. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Athena’s expression darkened, an uneasy feeling settling in her stomach.

"Unless you want to tell him about the kids," Gianna said bluntly, sitting down on the edge of the bed, the weight of her words hanging heavily in the air.

Athena felt her heart skip.

"Lately, when I go to pick the children up from school, I see Sandro hanging around..." Gianna continued, exhaling softly. "They suspect something, and it wouldn’t be crazy if he didn’t, considering Nathaniel’s resemblance to him. I think..."

you should tell him. If you don’t, it’ll only breed more doubt. His actions after your truth will inform us on what to do

deeply, her thoughts racing, as she rested her buttocks on the dresser. The idea of confronting Ewan—of revealing the truth about their children to him—made her stomach churn. Was it her

thing: the suspense was slightly

should accept

It’s time to face this head-on," Gianna encouraged, her tone firm yet supportive. "I’ll

"But for now, we have a place to be. Remember, I have another meeting with Alfonso. Will

our first visit," Gianna replied thoughtfully, glancing toward the

Athena said, standing

their first visit, a sense of foreboding filled the air.

eerily quiet, and most of the townspeople appeared to be afflicted, the

grip on Athena as they stepped out of

by contact?" Gianna asked, her voice trembling

environment, checking to

spread?" Gianna pressed, urgency creeping

It’s been proven over and over again that it’s not by contact, but..." Athena paused, glancing around at the somber faces surrounding them. "At least those who are treated aren’t susceptible

patch marring her otherwise innocent features. "Where did the disease come from? Has that been found out at

heart heavy with the weight of unanswered

through the thick silence. It was Alfonso. She picked

are you? Ewan assured us that you’re coming today..."

Gianna before replying. "Yes, I’m already in town. Do you still live in the same part of

See you later then," Alfonso responded

the calm façade of a seasoned

She said to

that lingered as Athena knocked on the door. It

questioned, furrowing her eyebrows. Weren’t they

the disease isn’t spread by contact, it isn’t advisable to stay in the same

door wider to welcome them in. "I have the disease too. Are you sure it isn’t by contact? I

head. "It’s not. I need to see your

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