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

Chapter 133: The Last Witness II

"Athena, what are you doing here? After all these years of unjust torment, after letting me take the fall for a sin I didn’t commit, are you here to finally kill me?" Lucas’ voice was harsh, soaked in bitterness as he reluctantly took a seat in the iron chair at the cramped table.

Athena faced him from across the metal surface meant for interrogations. Her little torchlight was the only source of illumination in the dark damp cell.

Whosoever had created this idea of a cell was both a genius and a psychotic personality. She thought, checking the corners of the cell habited by black molds.

Really wasn’t named ’Black Hole’ for nothing!

"I’m not here to kill you, Lucas," She finally replied, sitting up straight in her seat, projecting an air of authority. "Actually, I’m here to offer you a chance at freedom."

Lucas let out a derisive laugh, reminiscent of a beast’s guttural sound. It was a sad sound, but Athena felt no sympathy for him.

"Freedom? There’s no freedom for me. You know that; you put me here!"

"Then how am I here?" Athena asked calmly, her arms folded across her chest.

Lucas’s gaze traveled downward, lingering on her hands as if searching for a glimmer of sincerity in that posture.

this place, they’ll track me down. Do you want to deepen my punishment? Haven’t I suffered

engaging in a futile debate. Lucas deserved

up four years ago, and now you want to talk about

somber. "You bring up trust and betrayal now? Do you remember what you did six years ago? You were my best friend and you sold me to Alfonso and his ridiculous daughter! Do you

that ever since. I could

cell, broken only by a rat scurrying around. "Regret? Is it

I made the deal with Fiona. I thought it would be worth it—the amnesty, the money, the safety of my brothers—but none

and anger. "So, it’s not because

her at

me and slept with me after I turned her down her advances. She’s a slut... that woman..." He caught himself, taking a deep breath.

might as well be," Athena replied, her

it because Fiona held my brothers’ lives in her hands. Eventually, I learned she had them killed

bar attendant until that night when I found you—the night of the terrorist bombing, when my team mistakenly killed the terrorist instead of capturing him for questioning, and I had to turn you in as one," Athena finished, her smile

hollow acceptance in his tone. "If you

shook her head. "I’m here to grant you

What do you want me to do? Surely, it’s not for

evidence; I already have it." She reached into her pocket, retrieving a folded piece of paper, and handed