Chapter 230: Getting Answers VI
Zack wetted his lips with his tongue, hearing Ewan’s impatient statement, not oblivious to its intent. "Well, as I was saying, Athena was too curious, too intelligent for her years. Perhaps if I had looked beyond my selfishness then, I would have seen her for the genius she was and..."
"Use her the more. Maybe to strike more business and political deals for you?" Ewan interrupted, as if stating a fact.
Zack paused with his mouth open, staring at Ewan keenly.
"Am I wrong?" Ewan continued, his brow raising, daring Zack to refute the answer.
Zack closed his mouth, turned away from Ewan and beckoned to a waiter. "More coffee, please." He placed his order, before reverting to his unwanted guests. "That’s beside the point, Ewan. It’s not necessary now, the what ifs..."
Sandro and Ewan couldn’t help the sarcastic chuckle that broke from their lips, an unwelcome sound that caused Zack to swallow uncomfortably, both his words and his saliva.
"Of course, Zack. By all means, continue." Ewan gestured, leaning backward into his seat, absolutely happy and relieved that Zack had been among those that had thought Athena was an illiterate.
"I will just get straight to the accident point..."
"That will be better for everyone." Sandro added, nodding his head in agreement, placing his hands on the table, waiting for the main reason they had come here.
Although he didn’t think that Athena was the woman that had saved Ewan those years ago, he was still curious about the accident had made the entire town believe she was illiterate. Who had even spread the damn news?!
left the house as
again, gesturing with a
she was very active and curious. Every morning, especially during the weekends, she wandered around the mansion. But when the accident happened was during the school holidays, she went out every morning then. I wasn’t sure where she went to, but since she always came back, dutifully, during the accorded time. So, I had no issues, neither did her mother. As a
Zack waited, perhaps, for a shoe to land on him. When he met the gazes of the men in front of him, he was surprised a little to note the bland expressions on
Athena wasn’t my blood, wasn’t a male child too, I couldn’t be bothered about her, not really, so long as she did what she was
Ewan’s tongue to ask if there was a time Athena ever hesitated and what punishment was accorded to her when
didn’t come back at the slated time, my wife became very worried. Me, I was just annoyed that she was bringing up the blood pressure of my wife, so
where he chuckled
but because of my wife. Calista had gotten so attached to Athena, that if anything had happened to the little one then, she would have died those years ago." A contemplative pause, where
We searched and searched, checking out the places that people of the town had mentioned seeing her, yet we couldn’t see her. It was even surprising to hear that she had
if to say: ’you see?’ But Sandro still wasn’t bought over—that statement couldn’t
her. At this time, Calista had stopped eating, no matter how much I pleaded with her, how much I tasked the servants to prepare her best meals at every time of the day. She only wanted to see Athena. Hence, I got more serious with my search—I didn’t want to lose my wife. I hired three private investigators to be involved in
get the seat?" Ewan asked, unable to stop himself from making the dig, even
Whitman did." Zack
brought the tray containing a
said meekly, accepting the cup. He exhaled loudly when he took a sip. "This is nice." He said, shrinking when he met
on the table, and continued his tale, needing them out of
search for a week, and yet nothing turned out. I was with Calista in the room days later, trying to convince her to eat when my butler had rushed into the room without knocking, panting like someone that had run for his life from the hands of killers. I didn’t care to ask him why he would breach my privacy, sensing that whatever had him this way had to be very urgent. Well, I was right. He brought the news that Athena had been found. Quickly, my wife that had been bedridden from sorrow rose from the bed with an insane amount of energy I didn’t think she had within her, seeing as she hadn’t eaten properly for a week, and ran out of the room. In the
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