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

Chapter 248: Long Night XII

Athena knew why Ewan had led the way, yet she wondered if his promise to the children was the only reason behind his actions.

However, she pushed the thought aside before it could take root and fester. She had other matters to concern herself with, like the fact that the underground space resembled the president’s secret office. Was it just a mere coincidence?

She glanced at Aiden; the look in his eyes and the tension on his face suggested he was pondering the same unsettling idea.

"No one seems to be here. It’s just so quiet," Ewan noticed, halting in the middle of the underground chamber.

He scanned the surroundings and observed three doors leading to unknown rooms. Other than that, the place was bare, save for a few cushions and a library on the side.

Where was everyone? Where was the girl named Susan? He wondered, taking in the neatness of the area—a sharp contrast to the chaos in the living room upstairs. It was obvious this space was Morgan’s domain, yet an unsettling emptiness loomed.

He watched the agents, who had descended with him, lower their guns which had been raised before, ready to shoot. Then his gaze returned to Athena. She looked just as confused.

"Something is wrong," He said, at the same time with Athena. They looked at each other curiously before returning their attention to the agents.

"Yes, it seems too—"

"Easy," Ewan completed Aiden’s statement, a sinking feeling of foreboding washing over him. "It’s like we’ve walked into a trap."

Instantly, everyone’s guns were raised, including his, poised to fire as they all grasped the unsettling truth of Ewan’s words.

Athena, however, remained perplexed. Who had leaked this information? Had one of the agents betrayed them?

In that moment, she attempted to communicate with the agents outside, including Zane and Sandro, but all she received was static. A cold dread crept into her spine as she tried again. "Hello, hello..."

Aiden and Ewan mirrored her attempts, calling out to the team outside, only to stop when they heard dry laughter from behind them.

Startled, they turned to see the wall sliding open, retreating left and right, to reveal Morgan clapping his hands as he stepped out of a hidden room, accompanied by several of his gang members.

he emerged, the three doors opened, letting even more members into the

Athena’s grip tightened on her weapon, panic

made it this far. Whose idea was it to crack the code?" Morgan began,

Tense silence greeted him.

the floor though. None of you will be escaping here tonight," He continued, a sinister smile creeping across his lips. "And don’t worry about your men

as one of Morgan’s members forced him to the ground, smirking victoriously while taking his gun. What did

Sandro and Zane lying dead in a pool of their own blood sent ice coursing through Ewan’s veins. He glared at Morgan. "What have you

"They have been put out of their misery, Mr. Ewan Giacometti."

expertly lit the cigarette, as if she had

to Athena as she knelt down between Aiden and Ewan, weaponless,

listened to me and brought my love, my Morgana, you would

herself, refusing to cower under Morgan’s gaze as she held on to the fragile

staring at the ground, forlorn, as if

strong, but she understood, to an extent, how he felt. She herself

you want, Morgan?" Athena finally asked,

"I should be asking you that, you flimsy, stubborn insect who has refused to die,

of nonchalance. "I came here to seek answers and then cut your stinking charade short in this country.

be coming here tonight. I didn’t even know you knew the location. Still, I made arrangements—refusing to be caught off guard, making it seem like I wasn’t around, like

his only

Morgan wouldn’t tolerate

to one of the agents behind

when she realized the bullet only hit the agent

"So doctor, tell me, how did you crack the code? Which of my men revealed that secret to you? Is the

any other potential surprises. What else

push my

was at a loss for words; she didn’t want to expose Ewan for fear of what could happen

massacre? She couldn’t allow the children to lose their father just as they

how to respond, conjuring the best lie she could muster, Ewan