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

Chapter 287: Getting Ready

"Is there any other patient on my waiting list for today?" Athena asked Ciara as she scrolled through the latest news spreading across the socials on her tablet.

"No, ma’am. You’re done for the day," Ciara replied, looking up briefly. "The other doctors can take care of the other patients. You can rest now. You are the manager of the hospital, not just a mere doctor..."

Ciara suddenly covered her mouth, realizing she was overstepping her boundaries. Worse, her boss was now looking at her with a blank expression.

However, she relaxed when Athena chuckled heartily, shaking her head.

"Thanks for your concern, Ciara. But I will be fine. The reason I blew through my schedule today is because I have another place to be in the next hour," Athena mentioned, a smile still dancing on her lips.

"Oh, no wonder. Forgive my intrusion and assumption then, ma—" Ciara began, still apologizing even after knowing her boss wasn’t angry.

She glanced at her watch as Athena sauntered into her office. It was just ten a.m. in the morning. Where was her boss—her mentor—going? To rest?

Well, whatever the boss chose to do with her time was none of Ciara’s business. The woman deserved all the rest she could get, she thought, drafting an email on her phone with status reports and sending it to a certain official email address.

Ciara wasn’t sure why the man had requested reports on Athena’s work, but she guessed he was just keeping tabs on his investment.

Meanwhile, in her office, Athena was still reading the news released by the KN media, which had been hurriedly replicated by other media houses without appropriate referencing.

As she scrolled through the detailed report, including dates, places, and times, she couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride for her children.

The news was a favorable one too; the government were closing in on Morgan and the moles in the government house. If they could capture these two, then they could find the creators of the Grey disease and, ideally, the mastermind behind the entire cruel setup.

on this matter; it

she finished reading the article and

She retrieved the lunch box and, too exhausted to stand up again and go to the restroom to wash her hands, took out a wipe from its

it emitted, before

was one of those who couldn’t eat without engaging in some activity, whether it

then, her phone dinged with a

Ewan.

we still on for

pausing momentarily when she recalled the response

on her own. To say she had been frustrated was a gross understatement, especially since she suspected

children about it either, knowing there was little

decided to keep her ears and eyes

interrupted by another text. She smiled when

be in your location in the next couple of hours. Save a meal

smiled, dropping the fork and typing with both hands. ’I’m

the idea of therapy and counseling was still a bit new to her, she was happy to

good reason. She held degrees in both pediatrics

in psychology.’ Athena thought, picking up the fork again, continuing her

a mental note to inform Old Mr. Thorne about this matter, so he could prepare a room in the mansion for her friend, considering her apartment in the penthouse was not

the mission which loomed

to Shawn to confirm their readiness for the