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

Chapter 115: A Troubling Report

Ewan muttered to himself as he trudged furiously into his office, the door slamming behind him with unexpected force.

For the first time, he completely ignored Sandro’s cheery greeting, leaving his assistant and friend with a look of confusion.

Sandro couldn’t help but wonder what had crawled under his boss’s skin today.

For Ewan, he felt like the weight of the world was crushing his shoulders as he sank heavily into his chair, trying to understand how his life had spiraled so chaotically.

When had it all gotten so complicated? Memories of Fiona’s horrified expression upon seeing Athena’s children flickered through his mind. He could understand her anger—after all, she was convinced her position was being usurped.

But what position did she even have? They were not engaged, not even married! A tired sigh escaped him as he rubbed his forehead, trying to alleviate the stress building there.

It perplexed him how he wasn’t nearly as disturbed nine years ago when he and Athena had been contracted to get married.

Was fate punishing him for their divorce? But he hadn’t actually divorced her. The thought of those unsigned papers brought a bitter taste to his mouth. Would anyone believe him if he brought that up? Probably not—he would merely become the butt of their jokes.

Feeling overwhelmed, he rested his head against the back of his chair, struggling to reconcile his turbulent thoughts.

have news—wasn’t that the reason he was here? But before he could act on that impulse, a

reached out. He felt an unfamiliar surge of adrenaline and hope coursing through him as he opened the message and saw the research

moment, he sent the remaining payment to the unknown personality and eagerly began to study the

operations were as nefarious as they were inhumane. He felt nausea swell as he encountered an image of a pregnant woman, her stomach grotesquely slashed open. The coldness of

a fraction when he saw that they had actually began operation in this city. They even had connections to the elites

wondered, his mind racing through the implications of what he was reading. The more he read, the more he saw how the gang operated, leaving their marks after vicious killings. The hacker had even left contact

this a joke? Why would he need their contact? Or was the hacker just doing his

to the section on Athena, apprehensive but hoping it might provide

detailed sections on the gang, Athena’s dossier was less substantial but

from military-linked martial arts schools and culinary institutes—and his heart began to race. Pictures of her alongside powerful government figures surfaced, some

Jealousy flickered within him before it was swiftly overtaken by renewed suspicion. Who was this man? How deeply had she kept him hidden? And why?

"It is rumored that Doctor Athena released the Grey disease for monetary gain; this is perhaps why the government has enlisted the gang to eliminate

behind the very disease wreaking havoc on the country? She had created the antidote, undoubtedly to line

surreal. Had his banishment driven her to this

phone back up again, processing each revelation like a meticulously fitting piece in a puzzle of betrayal. The research was coveted by military factions for its potential to be weaponized. Each sentence strengthened his resolve, hardening

of his company shares while playing the victim? Ewan’s