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

Chapter 294: Secret Operations VI

"We are all ready?" Athena asked as they confidently entered the Hidden Spoon; a rundown restaurant that Spider had claimed and thus, had convinced Ewan, was merely a front for operations that ran out of sight.

Still Ewan lagged slightly behind Athena, taking in the peeling paint of the restaurant, the disordered patrons, and dim lighting while he watched her interact with a waitress who was eyeing them from head to toe.

He struggled to mask the admiration and respect that flooded his features for his wife. He didn’t want her getting uncomfortable.

Since he had become her partner, she seemed to think he was the admirable one; however, in his heart, he knew it was she who truly deserved the credit.

Managing secret missions while keeping her businesses running smoothly, all while taking care of the kids, was nothing short of remarkable. She was a force of nature, and he couldn’t wait for the day he could tell her that openly, without fearing her dismissive smile or subtle wave off of his words.

And, he couldn’t help but acknowledge, albeit grudgingly, that she might not have transformed into this strong woman if she had stayed with him.

As his daughter had pointed out, more than a week ago, he had been foolish—so foolish and full of himself. He hoped he wasn’t that way anymore.

"Where are we heading to?" He whispered to Aiden as they moved quickly through a dusty passageway that desperately needed a good cleaning. The walls here were more grimy and in dire need of a fresh coat of paint.

Couldn’t the Nimbus organization take care of it? They didn’t have to jeopardize their cover really. Just a little paint and scrubbing...will do.

"To the headquarters. I thought that was made clear on the plane," Aiden answered, a smirk tugging at his lips, well aware that his cryptic response hadn’t answered Ewan’s true inquiry.

Unfortunately for Aiden’s teasing, Ewan quickly deduced his intent. He fell silent, patiently waiting for the moment of revelation.

They followed Athena into a room that looked like a storage area, navigating through stacks of boxes until they reached a long metal box.

"Don’t tell me that’s the elevator..." Ewan mused, casting a sideways glance at Aiden.

Athena laughed, turning to meet his gaze. "Don’t tell me you’re afraid."

"Can that even hold our weight? It looks like it could collapse at any moment. Is there no other entrance?" Ewan protested, glancing skeptically at the contraption.

snorted and playfully jabbed Ewan on the shoulder. "Quit whining and get into the elevator. We don’t have much time. In case you’ve forgotten, you still have

my absence. Now,

his defiance. "Do you want to take the stairs? I think it’ll be safer for

filthy, how ghastly must the stairs be, which likely hadn’t

for agents to come in. They can’t

nodded, acknowledging his point. "There is actually, but this one is preferable, especially since we want to

the wisdom in her reasoning. "Let’s go then." He stepped into the elevator first, arms still crossed over his chest, bracing himself

opened at its destination, Ewan rushed out first, exhaling

enclosed spaces was bad in modern elevators, this one

past, but when she glared at him then, questioning his intentions, he had quickly stepped back, choosing to face

the center of his back gently—a soothing touch that

I forgot you were claustrophobic," She whispered, standing beside him, her fingers working

knew he couldn’t allow that feeling to linger, especially since his little man was getting

and moved away, trying to regain his composure. "I’m

guys are here. Everything is ready," He whispered as he stepped closer, his expression

before with the other founders of the Nimbus operation, Athena had reached out to Rick about the recent developments in the organization and his

Athena asked, shaking Rick’s outstretched

on the list," He replied, his

position. I need

nodded, his handsome features

of camaraderie—before following Athena and Ewan, both

was on the phone. Seeing the serious expressions on

call abruptly. "Shouldn’t you both knock before barging in?" He asked, sizing up Ewan with

Ewan from head to toe, still not indicating for them to sit. "You should know better, Athena. Civilians aren’t allowed

cut in, taking a seat in one of the

to him like that,

who you’re speaking to, Athena? I can see the fame is getting to your head." He paused then, turning