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

Chapter 143: The Court Case VI

"Everyone, please open your phones. Go to your chat list and tap a contact..." Athena instructed after thanking the young man and gesturing for him to return to his seat.

"Now, check the contact’s name. Did you see any phone number right beneath it?"

A chorus of "no" and shaking heads echoed throughout the room. Ewan even checked his own phone.

"But look at mine..." Athena said, pointing at the projector board. "My number is right there underneath. As you all can see, that obviously doesn’t happen! But Ewan was so desperate to see me painted as unfit to be a mother that he believed a simple design page that could easily be created using any graphic design app."

Athena chuckled softly, shaking her head in disbelief. "But that’s not all."

Ewan and Fiona immediately perked up as Athena, now in possession of Fiona’s phone, navigated past the pictures and headed straight for the real chat list.

Panic surged within Fiona, prompting her to leap to her feet. "Stop her!" She shouted, her eyes flashing wildly. "She’s invading my privacy!"

Alfonso, stoking the flames of chaos, turned to Elder Timothy, who seemed more curious than concerned about what Athena was uncovering in Fiona’s phone. "Are you really not going to intervene, Chief? Isn’t this against our rules and regulations regarding phone privacy?"

Elder Timothy huffed in annoyance, commanding Athena to halt her actions. "What are you searching for, Doctor Athena?"

"I’m looking for who sent the real pictures..." Athena replied, shrugging her shoulders. She unplugged Fiona’s phone from the laptop and handed it to the latter; as Fiona had surged forward earlier, totally prepared to fight to have her phone back before Athena went through it.

"However..." Athena continued as Fiona returned to her seat, "I came prepared."

Fiona staggered slightly at this declaration, before sinking into her chair forlornly.

his fists. Fiona had truly played him for a fool. What else

her bag

jaw dropped in shock as she recognized it. How had Athena gotten her hands on that? It should

know Lana and Zira, the two friends of Fiona, who mysteriously died before they could be taken to prison— for stealing Old Mr. Thorne’s necklace

rippled through the

inhaled deeply to calm herself and mask her agitation, but it wasn’t working. She looked to Ewan for comfort as he had done earlier, but he was

indifferent to the pain that rose up consequentially. As a matter of fact, it oddly

as Athena connected the phone to the

any time, Athena accessed the chat list. Fiona’s chat was pinned, saved

a deceased person, Fiona focused on the gathered crowd, silently praying that her late friend had deleted any incriminating texts from the phone. But luck was not

cooed, opening the chat. "It seems there’s additional evidence..." She said, highlighting the

poisoning Athena is going too far? She’s treating your

hell. My men will give you the poison. Hurry up if you want my Louis Vuitton

poisoning scheme." Athena remarked with feigned surprise, but Ewan could easily see the sly smile curling her lips. Of course, she had

in his head intensified. Fiona... he ground his teeth in

leave her seat; the council rules forbade it. There

some pictures..." Athena said nonchalantly, scrolling through the chats as if the

hall buzzed

fathom that her daughter might want her dead as well. Was

later, the incriminating pictures

I just saw

Fiona: "Who?"

having dinner with Athena! Are you