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

Chapter 306: Revelations IV

The news that Spider couldn’t make a dent in Ewan’s case left Athena gobsmacked. This meant Ewan was entangled in some deep mess, and worse still, he didn’t know a thing about what was going on!

She shook her head, her mind racing as she imagined how frustrated she would have been if the roles were reversed. Damn! How was that even possible?

So far, Spider seemed to be the most competent person she had encountered when it came to unraveling the threads of the dark web. If he couldn’t find anything, then there was truly a problem.

The resigned look on Ewan’s pale face confirmed that he understood the gravity of the situation as well.

"This is serious, Ewan. Are there no leads? Have you had any attacks lately?"

Ewan shook his head slowly, the weight of his frustration evident. "As a matter of fact, I don’t think I’ve had one since we got married, but I’m guessing that’s because Fiona was doing a good job of keeping me stupid... or maybe I don’t really know what’s happening, Athena. It’s frustrating the hell out of me." His voice trembled as he paused, tapping the table harder than usual.

"I’ve thought and thought. I’ve tried making connections, but to no avail. It’s like I’m stuck in this tangled mess, and it makes no sense to me, especially considering who I am and what I can do. It’s humiliating."

Athena could understand that frustration firsthand. Her mind raced through possibilities, trying to identify the actual culprit behind this chaos, but so far, nothing had surfaced. The fact that Spider had failed at this only cranked her anxiety up a notch.

She glanced towards Ewan, who seemed almost defeated. "Let’s set this aside for now, Ewan. We will resolve this. I promise you, we will."

Ewan’s eyes glimmered with gratitude, and a flicker of hope crossed his features. "You’re going to help me with this?"

Athena looked at him incredulously, as if he had sprouted horns. "Of course I will. That’s what friends do for each other, right? And I can tell it’s part of what gives you sleepless nights."

Ewan chuckled softly, the sound shaky and imbued with relief, as though he had been holding his breath waiting for her answer.

A comfortable silence settled between them—different from the previous tension—perhaps because it allowed Athena to see another side of Ewan.

After a moment, she encouraged him to continue his story. They could tackle his attackers another day. If luck was on their side, they might even work on it alongside the Morgan situation.

running out; the government’s deadline loomed closer. She hoped they would catch Morgan tomorrow—that would

called gently,

inhaled deeply, gathering himself before resuming. He began to tap on the table again, punctuating his words with a nervous rhythm. "I joined the gang straight out of community service—bad decision for someone who had just promised to live

a moment of reluctant

I was at my wit’s end," He admitted, his expression shifting as he recalled his troubled past. Gaze locked on hers, his skepticism flared. "The gang was just as the public knew it—terrible. I lost

you immediately?" Athena inquired, leaning in with genuine

his head. "They came in a few months later after realizing I had been missing from some of our usual hangouts. I was beginning to attract some rough-looking friends who didn’t belong to our school community, so they grew suspicious. One

that?" Athena asked, her curiosity

a package to

package? Don’t tell me you

I had seen too many instances where gang members were shot in the head or tortured for reasons as petty as stealing. I was too scared to become another statistic. So, I just made the drop at the location and came out. You can imagine my shock when I saw my friends

them what they were doing in that part of town so late at night, they claimed to be friends of mine." He paused,

you just

it’s not easy to

Zane... she shook her head. No wonder

keep an eye on the other two? But that wasn’t her business. She sighed, wishing for a moment that things weren’t

such a young age? Did you make the highest number of kills

bubbled up before he could stop it, a sound rich with irony. "Not really. I actually didn’t

got to decide who

that whoever died in my hands was someone filled with

Robin Hood

mingling with the din around them. "I don’t take their money to give to the poor." He shook his head at her, lightening the mood. "I think the leader at that time chose me because of my lineage—because of how I was managing my family’s

they never thought of robbing

pact before I joined the gang. The company was

to comment on his brilliance—after all, how many people had the temperament