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

Chapter 96: Peacemaker

Fiona’s demeanor immediately changed when she heard Ewan’s steel voice; she transformed from a fiery serpent poised to strike into a gentle dove ready to be slaughtered.

"Ewan," she cried, dashing over to him as if a life raft had just appeared in the tumultuous sea of her drama.

Public displays of affection were in order, and Ewan obliged her, allowing her to perch on his chest and wrap her arms around his waist. However, his eyes remained focused on Athena, the unexpected source of tension.

He had popped by to meet the manager over a deal, thinking it would be a quick in-and-out. If he had known he was walking into a battlefield of sorts, he would have changed course. His head throbbed with the weight of an impending headache, and seeing Athena after many days left him feeling strangely bereft.

Still, he focused on the pressing matter at hand. "What’s the problem, Carlos? What happened to my fiancée?"

Carlos, taken aback by the instantaneous transformation of Fiona from a feisty diva to a seemingly fragile creature, composed himself to respond quickly, knowing Ewan’s short temper all too well. "She wants the dress that Doctor Athena already picked for herself for the gala tomorrow night."

Fiona shrieked again, this time infused with both anger and pain. "That’s a lie, Ewan! How could I do something like that? I picked the gown first—you can ask the workers! The manager just came down here!"

Ewan pivoted to the workers, his expression hardening. "Is that true?"

All the workers nodded dutifully, except for the one who had been assisting Athena.

Ewan noticed this and called the girl out. "Why aren’t you saying anything? Do you agree with Miss Fiona?"

The girl pinched her palm, thinking desperately about her position, then gave a reluctant nod.

But Athena wasn’t phased. She had anticipated this outcome and understood the pressure the girl was under. Rather than condemning her, she smirked and cocked her head, waiting for Ewan’s decision.

Seeing that smirk triggered something in Ewan, and he fought to suppress a curse. That infuriating smirk always made him feel a mix of annoyance and discomfort.

With a flick of his wrist, he dismissed the workers and focused on Athena. "Please, give her the gown."

"Why should I do that?" Athena shot back, her smile still teasing at the corners of her mouth, unfazed by Ewan’s dilemma.

first, according to the

that nonsense yourself, or are you

thing to do," Ewan replied calmly, fixing his gaze on Athena as

tension. "Give her the

it to Fiona, who beamed like she had just

you prefer an Areso gown, right? Why don’t I make an order for

room, a

Athena appeared shocked, no matter how much she tried to maintain

croaked out, breaking the spell. "You are buying her

you wanted, Fiona. Right now, I’m

were the sun and he was the earth in

me to miss the gala tomorrow? We both know you can’t reach Areso on such short notice. It’s next to impossible, no matter

annoyance. He knew she was correct, but he was prepared to do

stay low

Will you

the money for

smiled, about to rattle off the number, but just then, her

smiled like a kid on Christmas morning and put

couldn’t believe their ears when they heard the designer’s laughter on the other

designer Ewan had been pursuing for

morning, and you didn’t call again? Don’t you know I’m

sorry, Areso. Did

for you. It will be delivered this evening. Trust me, it

gently, her eyes sparkling. "That’s good. Send

again. "Bill? Come off it, Athena! Since when does that exist between us sisters?

The call ended.

Fiona, her friends, the manager, and even the workers who had been