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

Chapter 130: Drunken Ewan

After searching all the usual haunts, Sandro and Zane finally found Ewan at a bar, heavily drunk. Worse, he was slumped at the counter, instead of their private suite.

A wave of frustration washed over Sandro as he noticed some patrons snapping pictures of Ewan’s predicament.

"Damn it," He swore under his breath, urgency propelling him forward. He hurried over to Ewan, with Zane close on his heels, and gently tapped Ewan’s arm. But his friend was almost dozing off.

"Ewan! Get up! We have to leave," Sandro urged, concern threading through his voice.

Ewan groggily opened his bleary eyes and squinted at them. "Get away from me, you traitors! Are you done frolicking with Athena?" His words slurred together, a mix of anger and defiance.

Sandro didn’t have time for this petty squabbling. Instead, he handed Zane his phone along with Ewan’s, and with a deep, frustrated exhale, he drew Ewan toward him. The sheer weight of his friend felt like deadweight, a stark contrast to the person he used to know.

Ewan tried to struggle free, but Sandro wasn’t going to let him go. "Make a move again, and I’ll throw you in a pigsty," He warned, feeling every bit of the irritation build within him.

Ewan cursed under his breath but ultimately stopped resisting.

"Good," Sandro muttered triumphantly, starting the dragging process. As he maneuvered Ewan, he heard a thud on the floor. He turned to see the container of medicine clattering away, and he glanced at Zane, who was already bending down to retrieve it.

Once they made it back to their private suite, Sandro carefully plopped Ewan into his favorite chair.

"More drinks!" Ewan shouted, flailing his arms in a comical manner, a humorous image given the seriousness of the situation.

Sandro was tempted to document this spectacle, but the weight of the dark situation on ground held him back. He couldn’t believe that Fiona and her family had stooped this low with their schemes. What other sinister plans were they orchestrating?

bore a similar expression of concern

going to do?" Zane asked, folding his arms across his chest after a drawn-out silence. Ewan had already nodded off,

we should ignore the family altogether. I think they are long overdue for some investigation. I’ve suspected them for too long, but Ewan never gave the

his frown deepening. "But I think Athena has everything under control. I can’t shake this feeling that the case will

remained silent, deciding to shift the conversation. "Where’s he going to sleep?" He considered

"I think Ewan can manage to stay in yours,

from Ewan then, and he started to search the sofa for something as

videoing this. We can’t lose this moment," Zane said, pulling out

time around, especially as Ewan pouted like a child, adding to the hilariousness of the

the

Giacometti Industries?

an

he lost some

you think everything is alright

women that can make a man

company? His stocks may plunge because of

wouldn’t be surprising. It’s more unstable than

might have broken up with his fiancée. Was it not earlier today when I saw her with some tattooed guy? Who knows

Zane, who was supporting Ewan on the other side.

and Alfonso at the far side of the bar, deep

had deposited a limp Ewan in the back seat, they stood side by side, their gaze lingering on the bar. "Fiona is going out with another