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

Chapter 99: The Gala III

Did someone just try to poison me? Athena wondered, instinctively lifting the cup to her nostrils for a closer inspection.

The earthy aroma that wafted from the drink was unsettling—an unusual scent that twisted her stomach into knots. As the confusion crept in, she mentally cataloged everything she recalled from her medical studies about poisons.

Her eyes widened in shock when her brain finally picked out the brand of poison in her drink. The poison was a bio-weapon gotten from a rare plant extract, infamous for its incapacitating and killing properties.

The realization sent a cold shiver down her spine. How had this gotten into her drink? The poison itself was a rare one, so how had her attacker gotten it? Was it the gang? Have they come for her?

Athena instantly raised her head, scanning the room for the waiter who had served her. Yet, she couldn’t find him. Instead, her gaze locked onto Fiona, who was standing a few feet away, alone, accessing her.

As soon as their eyes met, Fiona looked away, her body language instantly telling Athena what was going on.

First, the gang. And now this?

Athena couldn’t believe her eyes. How is Fiona getting access to all these? Her father?

Then anger surged within Athena. She turned toward Ewan, who stood talking with Zane—Sandro was inconspicuously absent—and waited to see if he was on the same page with Fiona, but he seemed oblivious.

Yet, she thought about confronting him. However, on a second thought, she changed her mind.

Because what would she say? "Hey Ewan, I think your fiancée might be trying to poison me?"

She had no proof, only a storm of suspicions swirling in her mind.

weight of the moment, she pulled out her phone

I need you to check the CCTV footage from tonight’s event. I think someone might have slipped poison into

she pressed send, her eyes drifted back to

sly smirk creeping onto the

to do her

she had to figure out a way to respond without dragging Ewan

abrupt shove from behind

the heat of the moment. The woman glanced at her in shock and then bolted away, leaving

her skin, but before she could process what had

fraught with rage. "My father’s jewelry is missing! Guards, close the doors! We have a thief in our midst!"

crowd, confusion and alarm feeding on one another as guests turned to

plight for a second. What was going on? Who would dare to steal from

she gracefully walked around the cluster of bodies, stopped by a sink next to

A security guard called out, getting her attention. "We’ll figure this

and the crowd began to be searched. It was

wondered where her friends were; if they were still

a guard approached

but I need to check your belongings too," The guard said curtly, his expression

gave

silvery material, but he didn’t give her back the

uneasy feeling again. What’s going on? Why am I feeling