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

Chapter 226: Getting Answers II

A significant pause ensued on the other end of the phone after Ewan’s question. Sandro and Ewan exchanged cursory glances, wondering why Zack was taking so long to answer such a simple question.

"Hello... Zack? Why aren’t you speaking—" Ewan scowled when the line cut abruptly.

Sandro furrowed his brow, watching as Ewan glared at the phone hotly, as if the device itself were at fault. "He ended the call?"

"Obviously, Sandro," Ewan huffed, tapping his thighs furiously. Kissing his teeth in frustration, he snatched up the phone and dialed Zack’s number again. This time, it went straight to voicemail.

The sly old man had blocked him! That infidel! That stupid...!

Ewan angrily flung the phone; it hit the car dashboard and fell to the floor unceremoniously while Sandro watched in silence.

The tension in the air was palpable, and Ewan’s frustration radiated throughout the car.

Sensing Ewan’s foul mood, Sandro kept quiet, his mind racing on how they could get hold of Zack—that was the only way he could speak, the only topic he could talk on, without Ewan biting his head off.

"You should go back to the office, handle things there..." Ewan started after a few beats had passed, startling Sandro.

The statement was completely off point! Why would he go back to the office? What about Zack? Sandro wondered, narrowing his eyes.

"My assistant can handle things perfectly well. The system we have put in place has made it possible for the company to thrive without our presence for a couple of days. Besides, we need to locate Zack. Or is there a change of plans?"

Ewan shook his head, a steely resolve hardening his features. "I’ll be going alone. You will be returning to the company. We can’t keep depending on the system. Emergencies can happen at any time."

Sandro shook his head, his face scrunching as he tried to comprehend what Ewan was saying. "Where are you going alone?" He echoed incredulously.

"That should be obvious, Sandro. I’m going to find Zack," Ewan replied, bending down to pick up his phone. Luckily for him, it was still in good condition.

"And how do you plan to do that? You heard the man who bought Zack’s house. Zack has left the country. There are more than a hundred countries in the world. Where are you going to start searching?"

Ewan snorted, his frustration bubbling over. "You’re talking like someone who knows nothing about technology. As for Zack’s location, I’ll contact Spider. He can find that out in a matter of minutes."

Sandro inhaled deeply and exhaled harshly. "Ewan, we talked about this with Zane. We can’t go around sinking our feet back into the murky clay; we can’t keep involving the gang in our business!"

don’t need to

you’re involved in, I am too! Didn’t you hear my statement earlier about us being joined at

tried to interject, but Sandro

I’m right behind you. Maybe Zane too." He shifted his gaze to the window. "If you’re reaching out to Spider, do

He exhaled

in college, and a series of events had forged their friendship. Now, they were inseparable. Ewan never envisioned this outcome when Sandro had triumphantly won him in a drinking game at a

There was no time. He hadn’t even bought gift items for his

man would pick up. He didn’t want any returning link

need my help again?" came the smooth voice from the other end

wasn’t his boss but thought better of it. Spider

down

it right now? I’m quite tied up with work at

is urgent. I need it now.

I still have pending debts

And the call ended.

say?" Sandro asked, having been waiting

Spider was too sensitive and

minutes. He’ll get back to us in

faced forward, resting his head properly against the seat. Five minutes felt

silence reigned in the car until Ewan’s phone

asked, watching Ewan intently as the latter’s eyes scanned the

him. Zack is

time it would take to reach the neighboring country. "That’s like a two-hour flight. Maybe more.

"I’m not sure. But I need those

be another thirty-one days until

I think I can

As you said,

Inform them to prepare

dashboard, which made Ewan scoff. "Don’t worry; I’ll be careful. I won’t speed...

convinced by Ewan’s promise. Whenever Ewan found himself in a rush, his driving skills were questionable—the car barely survived the ordeal. Still,