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

Chapter 181: At The Headquarters

Athena and Aiden pulled into the parking lot of The Hidden Spoon, a run-down restaurant that stood on the outskirts of the busy city. The sign swung lazily in the breeze, flickering between "Open" and "Closed" as if uncertain of its identity.

Athena squinted at the peeling paint and cracked windows, a frown creasing her brow. "Why hasn’t the organization refurbished this place?" She mused aloud. "It looks like it hasn’t seen a paintbrush since the late ’90s."

Aiden shrugged, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "All the money goes into the operations, not the decor. Besides, it blends in. No one would suspect this place is a front."

"That’s true," Athena admitted, rolling her eyes. "But a little maintenance wouldn’t hurt."

They stepped inside, and the musty smell of fried food filled the air. The diner was nearly empty, with a few patrons scattered around booths, lost in their conversations or scrolling through their phones.

A waitress with oversized glasses ambled over, oblivious to the intentions of Athena and Aiden.

"Table for two?" She asked, eyeing them suspiciously.

"Just passing through," Athena replied, her gaze fixed on the waiter meaningfully.

The waiter looked at them, more intensely this time around, and when she was satisfied they knew what they were talking about, she gestured to the door at the far end of the restaurant.

"You will find what you are looking for, over there."

Athena and Aiden nodded their thanks, before making their way to the door which led to the storage area.

a narrow hallway lined with boxes of supplies. Dust floated lazily in the dim light, and the sound of

elevator. He stepped inside and gestured for Athena

Athena raised an eyebrow. It felt out of place in the dilapidated

course. Do you want

but said

Aiden

clang, and the elevator creaked as

the grimy restaurant above and the mysterious organization below. "What do you think we’ll find down there?"

answers today. We really need to figure out what’s going on with

a jarring stop, and the doors slid open to reveal a different

overhead, illuminating a vast, steel-laden corridor bustling with activity. Young agents rushed past, their expressions focused as

Operations," Aiden said with a smirk, flinging his arms wide, as

Rows of computers occupied the

her eyes darting from one screen to another. A digital map of the city glowed on the wall, pinpointing locations of recent criminal activity. "This place is incredible,"

before we entered the restaurant...But it gets better," Aiden said, leading her deeper into the maze

official in a dark suit was engaged in a conversation over

A technician said, motioning for them to wait. "He just needs to finish

observed the agents around them, agents who were

more like soldiers, equipped with tactical gear. A diverse group,

asked,