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

Chapter 263: Searching For Clues IV

"I am sorry about this, Ewan. I just thought that..."

Thepresidentwouldbedifferent?

Athena bit her lip, recalling Ewan’s words that emphasized the untrustworthiness of anyone in government, including the president.

Despite her own experiences with them firsthand, she had refuted his points twice—only to be hit squarely in the face with harsh reality.

Athena sighed, staring at the far end of the room, unable to meet Ewan’s gaze, unsure of what she would see there. She wasn’t certain she could take it, not with the whirlwind of feelings swirling within her—anger, resentment, confusion, disbelief, along with a bouquet of other emotions she couldn’t quite pin down.

Perhaps it was due to her instinctive survival mode kicking in...

She had assumed that this evening would be a smooth sail, given that the early hours had been anything but. But it seemed she had hoped too soon.

Sighing again, she threw her head back to rest against the taller stack of boxes, seeking the coolness of the surface to calm her racing thoughts.

"I don’t think we should cast the president in a negative light just yet. It’s possible the gang had some awareness of us being here. Maybe there was a watch-person..."

Sandro shook his head sharply, cutting Aiden off. The scowl on his face was evidence of the anger bubbling within him. "This place had been shut down. The sandbags at the exit had just been precautionary measures... even if they had assumed that we would come, they would have trusted there was no way we could have gotten past those bags..."

"Maybe getting the bags out of the way triggered some alarm in their system... maybe the bags are wired..."

Silence greeted Aiden’s statement. He looked around at the team, hopeful eyes expecting them to align with his reasoning. But none of them did. He sighed and raised his hands to elaborate further, but Ewan stopped him.

"Why are you so bent on defending the president, Aiden?" There was no resentment in his tone, nor accusation—just frustration at the unfolding events.

"Because I can’t wrap my head around the idea that the president of a country would want to infect his citizens with a dangerous disease for profit. That’s absurd. Secondly, he just doesn’t fit that profile."

with many types of people, and I can tell you, the president is not behind the disease.

while analyzing the conviction with which the

time, so I’ll trust your judgment. But if you’re right, it

that as well, to explain that the secret service was as loyal as the word could imply, but he closed his mouth, sensing that continuing would only trigger another conflict. Ewan had already

out of here, we can discuss this with the president. For now, let’s brainstorm on how to get out of here alive.

turned to Aiden, shaking their heads in

we needed guns to search for clues..." Zane muttered, looking between Aiden and Athena. "Are

like a

what’s the plan?" She asked, facing the part of the room where

up alongside the three males. "First, let’s try not to die.

a way out of

think there’s another passageway out of here?" Ewan asked

walls," Athena replied, then pointed at a hammer lying close to Sandro. "If you can’t find a hidden entrance, you can use the hammer

Sandro and Zane, each taking different areas of the room and gently tapping on the walls, listening for a hollow sound that would indicate a secret

sides,

later, noting the males behind them coming up empty-handed, and the

was nothing they

see you don’t have anything

the gun to her lips, tilting her head to Aiden. "Don’t

the gang trying to break in. He tightened his grip on

immediately, brows raised, noticing Zane and Sandro standing near Ewan, who was tapping a

doing, Ewan?" Athena asked, unsure of

sound came from that exact point

Ewan?" Athena asked again, her breath light and uneven as various scenarios raced