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

Chapter 255: Long Night XIX

Trust no one? She didn’t even trust him! Athena mused, swallowing the disdain she suddenly felt for the man sitting a few feet away from her, maintaining a calm demeanor.

How dare he come around and take over the mission? He was supposed to be on the sidelines, and now he was in the circle; and now he was even keeping them out of the circle.

Ha! A strategic play, and he’s talking about trust?! He should leave with his friends and never come back!

"Athena..." Old Mr. Thorne’s calm, fatherly voice managed to drag Athena out of her deprecating thoughts and into a position where she began to question her reasoning.

Ewanisthecauseofthis! She finally realized. He was making her doubt herself—he still had that power over her. Well, she would no longer stand for it, not even with him in her face.

While combating her thoughts, she still hadn’t looked at Old Mr. Thorne or acknowledged his call. The old man had to call again to get her attention.

"I’m sorry, I was just trying to connect some dots in my head," She said, realizing she was the center of attention.

Old Mr. Thorne, who had called because of the sinister smile on her lips, didn’t need a soothsayer to understand the direction of her thoughts. Ewan was stepping on Athena’s nerves, and he didn’t want her to brood on it either.

Those two were supposed to be civil, at least; he had promised his wife to sow the seeds of love—or friendship, at the very least—for the sake of his grandchildren.

"That’s okay. Do you want to share what you were thinking about?"

Athena raised a brow and shook her head. "But I have some questions and some observations..."

Old Mr. Thorne held back a sigh of weariness. Athena wasn’t letting this matter go anytime soon.

"Sure, go ahead."

He finally let out a sigh when she turned to face Ewan, who had been staring at her.

"Why didn’t you involve us in the plan with Spider? Who is this Spider? You never mentioned that. Since no one here has thought to make this important inquiry, I believe I should. Your earlier talk of trust and politics—was that why you didn’t involve us in the plan, Ewan?"

with anger at the forefront. Why hadn’t he involved her and the crew

you all," Ewan responded in the same calm tone, even though he

glancing at Old Mr. Thorne. The

"You don’t trust us?"

I just don’t trust the unit you sent with us. I don’t even know them personally. I’m aware they are loyal to you and to Athena,

and I think that’s what we should be deliberating on: how to sniff out the mole. If I had involved everyone in the plan...well, the plan wouldn’t even exist if I had just walked in like you all, assuming everything would go right. There should always be contingencies

shifting his attention back to Athena. "And about Spider, it’s as I told you before: let me have my secrets, just as you have

hand, she felt like slapping the satisfied look from his face; on the other, she felt like thanking him for saving their lives. In the end, she

have told me. I hate being blindsided," She muttered, loud enough for everyone in the room

"If I had..."

sorry about that. It won’t happen like this next time," Zane spoke up immediately, interrupting Ewan and covering for his friend, as the latter couldn’t see that the woman just needed an apology to smooth

to take some lessons from

smirk when Athena nodded slowly and adjusted her position on the bed.

learned. Ewan mused, noting the relaxation of Athena’s shoulders. Women hated

been settled, what are your observations?" Aiden asked, enjoying the unfolding drama. It was

Ewan discussed, we were being monitored—like our every movement. I confirmed it when we were in the secret doors; the doors closed by themselves, including the

with Zane, preparing our guns for the massacre ahead, before we were attacked. Even Spider shared this thought—he felt he wasn’t the

was never wrong, Ewan thought, clasping his hands tightly. This was why he had kept the plan confined to his

he share any other

head. "Not at all. He probably would have checked it out—he has ways of doing that—if lives weren’t involved. We don’t

watched. By whom? The gang, or whoever had hired them? The latter

leave that to me. I can track it within days. Sandro and Zane will help, but that will be after we’ve checked the rubble of

time, Athena didn’t argue or decline

back a smile; she was finally cutting

and to obtain separate earpieces for Sandro and Zane—ones not shared with the others—he had suspected that Athena would blow

should have sent her a text? Yet would she

pulled from his thoughts by Athena’s next observation. "The necklace we found in the safe place—it looks