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.

the weight of the moment, she pulled out her phone and quickly

from tonight’s event. I think

pressed send, her eyes drifted back to Fiona, who was now watching her

time, Athena could see the sly smirk creeping onto the latter’s

to do

war. But she had to

from

Fiona’s friends—a woman whose name escaped her in the heat of the moment. The woman glanced at her in shock and then

but before she could process what had just happened, a loud alarm echoed throughout

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

and alarm feeding on one another as guests turned to one another, curiosity digging

going on? Who would dare to steal from leading family in the city? Who would dare enter their home unbidden? Was the person asking for

stopped by a sink next to the passageway,

called out, getting her attention. "We’ll figure

to be searched. It was surreal—people rifled through their belongings, expressions of anxiety painted

where her friends were; if they were still outside. She hoped so. Chelsea had a

watched now as a guard approached her with a

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

gave him her

in the silvery material, but he didn’t

an eyebrow, exuding confidence, while battling with the uneasy feeling again. What’s