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

Chapter 295: Secret Operations VII

Cold sweat broke out on Alvarez’s forehead, and he felt it seep through his shirt as nervous vibrations coursed through his body under the intense scrutiny of the people surrounding him.

It was as if the collective gaze of the world was focused solely on him. His game was up.

He clasped his hands tightly on the table, knuckles pale against the dark surface, while he contemplated his next move, ignoring the pool of shame swelling within him with every passing second under the weight of their disappointed looks.

The detailed report from Ewan lingered in his mind—he knew that only divine intervention could save him now.

"I..." He began, but the words fell flat, failing him like the hope he once had. Everyone in the Nimbus organization was already aware of his illegal operations.

He swallowed painfully, his thoughts drifting to Cecil and Lincoln. They were really in the black cells? The realization struck him hard: he wasn’t far from joining them.

Did they speak the truth? If they did, he didn’t feel the pressure to confess; if not, he must negotiate his way out, using whatever truths he had, no matter who got hurt in the process. He could not leave his family.

What would they do if they discovered his betrayal?

Portia could easily file for divorce! She was as steadfast in her principles as he had once been, a top lawyer in town. There was no way she would defend him if this case went public.

Alvarez shook his head, seeking clarity. His best option seemed to be to work with Athena. Perhaps she would be lenient, or he could—

"Old man, aren’t you going to say something? We don’t have all day..." Ewan’s voice cut through the haze of Alvarez’s thoughts like a knife, his finger tapping rhythmically on the table to emphasize their dwindling time.

Athena, Aiden, I’m sorry..." Alvarez stammered, desperately trying to align his focus with their expectations, his gaze

not here for apologies, Alvarez. We need information," Aiden interrupted brusquely, leaning

again, how their dirty laundry had been aired to the public and how

the spark behind his turmoil

to some secret organization that

Giacometti. The man was a stray bullet, a variable he had never

table

know. But I’m

That’s fine. Move on to the next," Athena pointed out dismissively, raising an eyebrow at the flash of irritation that crossed Alvarez’s

was acceptable. By the time he spent three days in

want to make a bargain for my freedom.

the boisterous laughter of those around him, including

laugh at him? He felt an urge to dismiss those disrespectful agents, but

the few who’ve worked with me the longest. Do you honestly think that suggestion of yours will

Athena wouldn’t entertain it either. The two were cut from

Start talking," Aiden instructed, reclining into his chair,

like a criminal.

mouth,

elicited a laugh from Alvarez, but the man’s frigid expression stopped him. Ewan was as cold

with Athena again? Weren’t they divorced? Hadn’t