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

Chapter 223: Meeting The President II

"Doctor Athena, welcome. Did something happen, though? You took more time to come in than I thought necessary..." President George Walls spoke, standing up from his seat, as Athena walked majestically into the room.

"Good morning, Mr. President. I’m truly sorry about that, sir. There had been a case of emergency at home that I had to sort out—or rather, tried to sort out—before coming into the office. I apologize for that. Thank you for your patience, too," Athena responded calmly and politely, not seeing the need to inform the president that she had taken a few pictures with his overly excited secretary.

"I hope all is well, though? Do you need to reschedule this meeting?"

Athena shook her head, furrowing her brows. "Not at all."

She stepped further into the office, pondering if the president was truly humble, as people said he was, or just downright naïve—a tool in the hands of those who had put him there.

Holding back a sigh, she settled into the seat he gestured for her to take and looked around the office.

The office was grand and imposing, exuding an air of power and professionalism. High ceilings loomed above, and large windows let in an abundance of natural light. The walls were adorned with intricately crafted wooden paneling, and the polished hardwood floors gleamed.

Before her was a large, ornate desk, behind which sat a leather-upholstered chair—his chair—impressive in stature.

She herself, was sitting on a high-backed chair, one of the pair of high-backed chairs for visitors, which offered comfort tremendously.

A striking marble fireplace stood on one side, while built-in bookshelves stood on the other side, holding a variety of decorative items, including flags and works of art reflecting the nation’s history.

"So, how are you doing, Doctor Athena? That’s a fine suit you have there," President George started jovially, dragging Athena’s attention back to him.

"I’m fine, Mr. President..."

"Just call me George. I think it will make the communication easier."

Athena bit her lip, wondering if this statement was peculiar to her or if this was the normal behavior of this handsome man.

those he

jaw, the smooth, unlined complexion of his, suggested a life of good health and prosperity. It was easy to see why Gianna

looked at him steadily, yet didn’t see any lust or suggestion

President George continued in Athena’s silence, sitting down. "Well, I get that

and all, and since this is a private

meant to obey the

business. I invited you to talk about your medical research..." President George began, going straight to the point. "You turned down my two requests yesterday, and

statement. This was it; presenting her case to the president of

I apologize, George,"—calling the president by his name still sounded odd in her mouth—"for turning down

is that?" The president cut in calmly, folding his arms across his chest. "You don’t trust the

are many politics involved, and I don’t want that around my research. Hence, why I turned down the security detail and the order to turn over

on the table, starting a steady beat on the surface with his index finger a few seconds later. "I see. So, my

eyebrow, waiting for the other shoe to drop. It seemed that the group who had left the

your response, Athena..."

took her lower lip in, battling with her words, or rather the choice of words rolling through her head. This was the president; never mind that he asked her to call him George. She had to be mindful, all the same. For all she knew,

Athena started calmly, her hands resting on her thighs as she

care for

come, so long as my research is safe and sound

that you mentioned traveling out of the country if I pushed harder than you wanted, seeing as you have more than one citizenship. You are bold. How sure are you that you will leave this building in one piece? For all you know, there may be people waiting outside to make you

it, followed by a

conduct extensive research on her? If he did, he would have known at least that she wouldn’t be fazed by these

"What’s funny, Doctor Athena?"

back to using official names? Athena

Mr. President. I just felt instantly tickled and couldn’t help it. My apologies." A pause. "Yet my stance remains... I’m not giving up my research, no matter the consequences. I’m not complying with the state’s orders, if that’s what they are. And if that’s all you called me here to say, I’m sure I’ve made myself clear. I would like to take

"You are just as bold and as rude as

people who just left? Athena wondered as she crossed her