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?"

two. Anyway, I came here to drag you to the store

thought, biting his lower lip. If

mind: It was when Athena had been kidnapped. He had

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 his twins were still in lower

tracking their mother. He had been deeply unsettled then, being more concerned about Atheba’s

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

hasn’t really been listening to our suggestions..."

denying Zane’s deduction; instead, he rose to his

asked, getting to his feet as well. Zane followed

frowned, as if the question was foolish. "I’m going to pick gifts

the company? The people downstairs?" Sandro pressed, gesturing to the stacks of papers strewn across the

care of things. He mentioned you should go ahead and get the gifts. It’d mean a lot and contribute to the healing journey for both

What did he do?" Sandro asked, noticing that Ewan seemed overwhelmed

not exactly sure. But when I arrived at the company, the crowd

pausing close to Ewan. "Aha, I said it...

if being further

of the country have come together to annihilate the evil that is Morgan Steeles, and soon enough, the people will have their revenge." A

that playing with fire? What

shrugged again. "Maybe my father has intel on what’s going on.