Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 92: New Hires

Athena sat at her office desk, looking out the window at the urban sprawl beneath her.

The skyline was a mix of gleaming steel and glass buildings interwoven with patches of greenery, a landscape that reflected both the chaos and beauty of life. But her mind, at the moment, was stuck on a singular thought—Ewan’s carelessness.

Why hadn’t he dropped by for his check-up and treatment commencement as they had agreed?

He had promised he would, and she had thought that they were on good professional terms after their last conversation. Not that she cared about him as a person; it was just... strange.

Day after day went by without a word from him—no text, no calls, not even a simple inquiry about how she had made it home that night. Athena pushed aside the nagging thought that perhaps he had been manipulated again to think she was the villain.

But then that was his loss. She concluded. She wasn’t surprised either; Fiona had a way of taking what seemed innocent and twisting it into something altogether malevolent.

Yet, a flicker of concern coursed through her—a nagging reminder of the little time he had to treat himself. Would he really give up on the treatment?

She stood up and gazed out the window, taking a deep breath. The city was alive with movement; honking cars, bustling pedestrians, and street vendors peddling their wares ensured that life was never dull.

Her thoughts drifted back to her latest project—she needed to hire a couple of medical professionals to bolster the capacity for patient care, ensuring they could serve the growing clientele effectively.

Herbert had been good to his words, but so far she hasn’t been pleased with the offers coming in through the company’s website.

Just then, a light knock at the door interrupted her contemplation. It swung open slightly, revealing Ciara stepping in with an earnest expression.

"Excuse me, Doctor Athena," she said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I just wanted to inform you that the hiring process has officially begun for the new medical staff. I’ve been going through resumes and arranging interviews."

Athena’s heart lifted slightly at the news. "Thanks, Ciara. I appreciate your diligence on this. Let me know if you find anyone promising." A pause. "On second thought, Send them in."

Later in the afternoon, after going through several initial interviews, one candidate arrived who piqued her interest. He entered her office with a nervous air, fidgeting with his tie as if it were a noose.

Something about him felt familiar, although Athena couldn’t piece together why.

He looked like the quintessential ’nerdy’ doctor type; shy, dressed in a slightly oversized blazer, and adjusting his thick-rimmed glasses as he shuffled his feet, avoiding eye contact.

"Dr. Finnley?" She asked, referring to the name emblazoned on his CV.

"Yes, please call me Finn," he replied, his voice soft but steady. He had a boyish charm, and his apparent anxiety only made him appear more endearing.

"Alright, Finn. Let’s get started," she said, opening her folder of questions. "Tell me about a particularly challenging patient situation you’ve encountered in your training and how you handled it."

into his story. "I was once working in the emergency room when a young girl came in with a severe asthma attack. The attending was preoccupied with another case, so I had to take the lead. I immediately started administering a nebulizer while simultaneously

shared the experience, Athena couldn’t help but admire his articulate response, each detail painting a picture of

had not only met her expectations

she still couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of familiarity, she felt

we can work with you

a mixture of relief and gratitude, and he muttered an enthusiastic, "Thank you!

the sense of unease pooling in her stomach, but

just nerves about bringing someone new into the

keep an eye on him all the same—his nervous demeanor could work well in patient care but might have its drawbacks as well. She made a mental note to continuously

hour later, Athena paid a visit

latter’s steady progress filled Athena with immense relief. "Stella, you’re looking better every time I see you!" she exclaimed, a wide smile breaking across

to you, Doctor Athena. Thank

a soft chuckle. "Can you sit now, without feeling

to talk to me? Is it

your level of progress. About the favor, we’ll

will be around by then. She didn’t understand

said, when she had insisted on the

"Alright then. Thank you so

phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out to find a message from

driver

I’ve got to run," Athena said to

Stella replied warmly. "And tell Kendra,

with a smile, before making her way downstairs, her thoughts wandering to Aiden and the level of trust that had built between them over the past years. He had become an invaluable ally in many aspects of her life,

she stepped outside, she spotted a man waiting beside her sleek

with an athletic build, which made him appear capable and professional. He looked well put together, maybe not as

the driver? She wondered, judging him with a cursory glance as

Athena, right?" he said, flashing a friendly smile that

are?" she inquired, extending her

her hand firmly yet appropriately. "Aiden arranged for

to meet you, Jake. Aiden said you came

forward to working with you," he said, maintaining eye contact, which gave

out from the shadows. Seeing his ardent concentration on the phone in his hand, she

Aiden." Athena greeted him as he was close enough for a

afternoon, Miss Athena... I see you’ve

Aiden had conferred on her. However, she knew he was doing it for the