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

Chapter 168: Visiting Mr. Thorne VII

A thick silence descended upon the room after Athena’s statement, pressing down like a heavy blanket.

Old Mr. Thorne stared at his wife, then turned to Athena, trying to grasp the gravity of her implication. "You mean to tell me that all these years, Ewan isn’t aware of the shares he holds in my company? Both the ones my daughter willed to him on his second birthday?"

His voice trembled, a blend of disbelief and mounting anger.

Athena shook her head, feeling the weight of the conversation heavy on her shoulders. "I don’t think so. It’s like you said earlier; you gave Alfonso the documents. The evil man probably withheld them for his own reasons. I can’t say for certain what they are, but has he approached you about anything?"

Old Mr. Thorne shook his head vigorously. "Even when I was a frequent visitor at the Giacometti mansion, I never saw eye to eye with Alfonso. The only reason I handed him those documents was because Ewan chose to stay with him."

A shadow of regret crossed his face, and the lines of worry deepened, etching themselves further into his skin.

Athena briefly pressed her lips together in thought, her mind racing. Based on her medical conclusions, Ewan had been fed with drugs since childhood. Most likely, he wouldn’t truly remember his connection to Old Mr. Thorne or consider it significant—just another face from a distant memory.

"That Alfonso deserves to be imprisoned for life..." Florence spoke through gritted teeth, her voice laced with a fierce anger.

"He promised me he would care for Ewan! He assured the community he would look after him. That Ewan was better off with someone from his town than an outsider. And now here we are, with Ewan nearly mentally deranged!"

The pain was evident in Florence’s voice, and Athena held back a gasp of pain as the old woman tightened her grip on her hands.

"Edward, call the guards in charge of them now! Let’s find out where those documents are! If he hesitates, then have them slice off Fiona’s fingers to start with!"

Athena glanced at her children, noting the look of mixed concern and anger on their faces.

up the

Athena that Old Mrs. Thorne was far fiercer than her

the phone connected, his voice

he dropped the phone onto the table

"Good day sir..."

Henry. How are

fine, sir. Haven’t stepped out of line

to give Alfonso the phone. I want

end, accompanied by a door creaking open and shutting, until Alfonso’s voice emerged,

"What is it?"

speak with you," Henry replied before stepping back, leaving the

hung in the air, heavy with the tension of unspoken words, before Alfonso’s voice broke through again, louder this time. "Mr. Thorne, good day. To what

to keep his burgeoning anger in check. "The documents I handed you concerning Ewan’s shares in

the line, followed by Fiona’s whisper, filled with

Ewan," Alfonso

lying to me. Where are those documents?"

thing, Mr. Thorne. I gave them to Ewan.

shouted, cutting Alfonso off before he

voice quick and

on the right

"Yes, sir!"

I will speak! The documents are in my drawer. My wife knows the one!" His voice shook,