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

Chapter 224: The Secret Room

For a second, Athena didn’t know what to say or do. She sat, dazed, confused, just watching the president, who had a thin smile on his lips.

Athena immediately felt a surge of anger rise within her, a desperate urge to slap that smile away, to dash the president’s head against the wall. Maybe then, he would take this seriously. Maybe then, he would show his cards, and not keep wasting her time.

Did they put a clown in this seat, or what? She wondered, exhaling softly afterward as she relaxed back into the chair. If he wanted to play rough, then he should play rough. If he wanted to reason with her, well, he should go ahead with that. Why the back and forth? And why did she feel this was all a game to him?

Athena held back from cussing out loud; she hated games—especially those where she wasn’t winning, where she wasn’t the initiator. She pressed her lips tightly together as she watched the president saunter gallantly to his seat, acting as if he had no care in the world, as if he weren’t aware that she was irritated.

She couldn’t help but wish that Gianna had followed her here. Maybe things would be different; her best friend always had a way with people.

"How do you feel, Doctor Athena?"

What now? Athena thought, struggling to hold back a scoff. She didn’t know how long she could keep it in, however, how long she could respectfully remain calm before the highest official in the country.

"I asked you a question, Doctor Athena..." The president continued after a moment of silence.

Yet, Athena said nothing. He thought he could irritate her, push her up against the wall? Well, he should prepare to have a taste of his own medicine.

President or not, she wouldn’t tolerate nonsense!

She smiled widely thereafter, when the president’s jaw slackened for a nano second before it righted itself again, when he realized she was playing the game too.

"I see that’s how you want to play it," He said, nodding his head slowly, before standing up again.

Athena didn’t respond, though she raised an eyebrow when the president smiled.

"You live up to the research, Doc. That’s good; you can hold your own ground. Follow me."

Athena’s brows knitted together as she watched the president walk to the eastern side of his office, where a huge painting of the country’s slogan and history was hanging.

"Aren’t you coming?"

looking at the wall, her eyes widening slightly when she saw some telling signs on the creamy surface:

you are as observant as your friend said," The president remarked,

furrowed further. "Friend? What

seek are on the other side of

follow a strange president into nowhere. She had her family, her

raised his hands. "I promise you will not be harmed. After all, you are the key

away so that you and your friends can

president’s mouth fell open in surprise for a moment before he laughed loudly, holding his belly. Athena thought she had never seen a president so free and loose. Wasn’t he taught

I’m behind the Gray disease?" President George asked, still

replied, finally getting

Aiden. He would

in then, Mr. President. Let’s see

Tapping some spaces on the surface, which would look ordinary to a bystander, he pushed the

passage in the presidential office?" She mused as

an important meeting, and I don’t want to be interrupted, nor do I want any case of leakage," The president explained as

to that. She rather looked around the

widen. Very soon, she would meet

to a boardroom, featuring

these are secret operations

shook his head. "All except one. There

my name when things had gone south at the hospital." Athena walked straight to

to see you here, Athena. I see the president has acquainted you with everything

head.

seated around the table—to greet them, when she stopped short,

washed over her. "Wha..." She shook her head in disbelief, especially when Aiden said nothing to her, instead focusing on the

"When you mentioned

"Yes, but..."

her emotions flaring. "Since when has he

she tried to recall any time Aiden had let it slip that he was working with the president and not with her.

with pain gripped her heart. He knew almost everything about her, if not everything. He knew the location of the lab and how her research worked, to an extent. Since