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

Chapter 236: Matters Arising V

"What are we going to do?" Sandro asked after the call ended abruptly.

He walked to one of the guest seats and sat down, his gaze focused solely on Ewan, who appeared lost in deep thought.

"What are we going to do? We don’t dance to his tune, that’s what we’re going to do."

Sandro turned suddenly, a look of surprise flashing across his features—and Ewan’s—when Zane stepped into the office, hands tucked into his front pockets.

Ewan opened his mouth to speak, to argue, then shut it again, conceding the point almost flaring off his tongue. Zane would only do what Zane wanted to do.

However, Sandro wasn’t wired that way.

"Zane, what are you doing here? I clearly overheard Ewan asking you to pick gifts for the children..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Zane sang playfully as he strolled to the second available seat in the office meant for guests. "You heard right. But you see, I would have taken on such a sensitive task for my good friend, but my father didn’t think it was a good idea—just like me."

Sandro and Ewan exchanged furtive glances.

"You told your father about this?"

Zane scrunched his face at Ewan’s question. "I don’t remember you mentioning it was top secret." A pause where he took in the incredulity shining on his friends’ faces. "Was it?"

to drag you to the store so you can pick gifts for the

their mother, Ewan thought, biting his lower lip.

furrow creased his forehead as a memory suddenly popped into his mind: It was when Athena had

trying to dispel the thought. That was impossible. Of course, he had heard of child prodigies on the internet—children no older than fourteen finishing college with multiple degrees—but

as if they were tracking their mother. He had

confused, drawing the attention of his two friends, who seemed to have been discussing something before his

really been

denying Zane’s deduction; instead, he rose to his feet, donned his coat, and

you going?" Sandro asked, getting to his feet as well. Zane

frowned, as if the question was foolish. "I’m

gesturing to the

taken care of things. He mentioned you should go ahead and get the gifts. It’d mean a

he do?" Sandro asked, noticing that Ewan

door. "I’m not exactly sure. But when I arrived at the company, the crowd had reduced drastically... If I had to

pulled out his phone, pausing close to

between them, as if being further away would hinder

the evil that is Morgan Steeles, and soon enough, the people will have their revenge." A pause ensued as Zane scrolled down

"Why would they do that? Isn’t that playing with fire? What

intel on what’s going