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

Chapter 107: Distressed

Hire a hacker for the work.

"Check." Ewan muttered with a satisfied smile, crossing the item off his to-do list.

Leaning back deeper into his chair, he swirled, reveling in the sense of control he felt. Athena’s lackeys thought they could thwart him from achieving his goals? They clearly had a lot to learn about the different ways things could be accomplished.

He had even gone further by instructing the hacker to dig deeper into Athena’s life after the research deal on the gang.

The unknown figure he had enlisted had promised to work with the clues provided and get him answers within a week. It was a tantalizing prospect. Just as he sank into his triumphant thoughts, a sharp knock sounded at the door, pulling him from his reverie.

"Come in." Ewan called, redirecting his focus to the documents cluttering his desk. He heard the sound of footsteps striding casually into the office, already knowing who it was.

"Sandro, you sure took your time." He said without looking up, and when he finally lifted his head, he was greeted by an apprehensive Sandro.

"What now?" Ewan inquired, sensing something was amiss. "Did you get the samples for the DNA test?" he pressed.

Sandro nodded but remained standing, which only deepened Ewan’s unease. "Why did you take so long then?" Ewan prompted, irritation creeping into his voice.

"I had to give it to a doctor that wasn’t affiliated with Whitman’s Hospital, remember?"

Ewan nodded, choosing to ignore Sandro’s brittle tone. The poor guy had been out of sorts since Athena’s friend, Chelsea, resurfaced.

Since he knew Sandro wouldn’t be divulging anything about their relationship, he decided against pushing the issue any further. His friend could stew in his mess alone for now until he was ready to share.

samples?"

tutor yesterday, called her, told her who I was, and promised her a substantial amount..." There was a pause. "The money was good enough to

hung in the air. "She got

lips. "So

least a

news would punctuate his days next week. Yet silence descended once more, as he reverted to the documents before

talk about your relationship with Chelsea, then carry your deadpan mood out of

hollow chuckle. "My silence isn’t about my private worries but the news circulating

second time, intrigued. "News? What’s that? What’s going on?" As he asked, he

video, his heart plummeting as he witnessed footage

when his phone slipped from his grip as he rushed to get

Have you tried reaching Athena?!" Panic

of distress carving deeper into his features. "I’ve tried,

number, but it went straight to voicemail. Three attempts later produced the same frustrating result, fear curling

him—she needed

other man had sent. This situation was

went through. "Aiden, thank God!

a tense pause on

has been nothing short of outrageous, but we’re talking about the children’s lives

longer pause followed, leaving Ewan

talking about? What children? What security detail?" Aiden’s voice carried a note