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

Chapter 245: Long Night IX

"So, Ewan, how is it going with the company and the fire outbreak? Have you discovered anything new yet? Have you gotten any other messages from the unknown number?" Old Mr. Thorne asked as they all settled into the sofas in the smaller sitting room.

Gianna and Old Mrs. Thorne had whisked the children away to tuck them in, leaving in the room, Ewan with his friends, Old Mr. Thorne, Athena, Aiden, and Antonio.

Ewan hesitated, his eyes flitting through everyone in the room as if checking to see if they were trustworthy. Sensing his uncertainty, Athena seized the opportunity to send Antonio on his way. It was half past nine now.

"Antonio, didn’t you say you had an early meeting tomorrow and a late meeting tonight with Herbert?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Antonio, who had been eager for this latter part of the meeting, furrowed his brows and turned to Athena.

He nodded however, remembering that he had actually told her so.

Clearing his throat, he got to his feet, kissed her on the lips before she could turn her cheeks away—much to Ewan’s chagrin—and said his goodbyes.

"I will see you tomorrow then, my love," He said, flashing a charming smile.

Athena nodded, smiling back at him, but once he left, Zane scoffed, unable to help it. "He’s just showing off," He muttered as Gianna and Old Mrs. Thorne returned to the sitting room.

Athena laughed, amused by the banter. "You’ve got a problem with that, Zane?"

Zane shrugged, his expression turning serious. "Not as I do with his supposed meeting with my father. I spoke with my father before I left the house; he never mentioned a meeting with Antonio."

Athena raised an eyebrow, incredulous. "You’re not really saying that your father tells you everything?"

Zane paused, then scoffed again. "Well, that’s none of my business."

furtive glance with Aiden, who seemed to share her thoughts. "Zane, don’t tell me you’re jealous of Antonio’s huge strides in your father’s company

he appeared on the scene the day of your court case, and the next day, he’s occupying one of the managerial positions at the company—headquarters at that! My father thinks

enveloped the room

broke it with a laugh. She found the scene delightful. Zane was jealous. What a sight to

deeper into his chair. "I just wish he would leave... no

taken, but

she so besotted with Antonio? Or was it just

someone out of pity would surely lead down that path; and he had promised the children

Mr. Thorne prompted, pulling Ewan back into the conversation. "Any more

nodded, resolute this time. "Yes, it’s

certain stillness descended upon the room, even though they all recognized, to some extent, that the gang was behind

it was her." Ewan paused, gathering his thoughts. "Well, he said if I didn’t comply, he would burn more sections of my company. He also spoke about knowing the children’s school and the current location of Kathleen and Old Mrs. Thorne. At that

to his family and what he cherished most. It was time to put an end to that

did Morgan think he was? Untouchable? Just because he was backed by some government agency? He scoffed unconsciously, the

was rather lost in thought, fantasizing

on the arm to snap him

what are we going to do then? All of us are involved now. We have to put our heads together to get rid of this mess

a sigh of relief, not wanting to be too obvious in his eagerness to

attacking them tonight... how do we go about that?" Old Mr. Thorne continued, darting an urgent glance at Athena, who reared back as if she hadn’t expected the

about her secret operations; she thought Athena’s alliance with the agents surrounding them was merely due to Aiden’s presence. Aiden had served in the military once,

sharp glance at Aiden, silently pleading for him to help salvage the situation. Luckily for her, Aiden was perceptive enough to intercept

we got from an insider, they are quite relaxed... however, from the news, we can see they are still plotting. It’s better we strike tonight; they won’t be expecting

Old Mr. Thorne drawled, clearly still seeking clarification. He had been asking for the "how" of it all. "How do we go about

her brilliance shining through in devising plans with minimal casualties. That was why the CIA boss still wanted her back—why she remained a high asset to Nimbus