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.

hoped they would catch Morgan tomorrow—that would

gently, noticing he was

punctuating his words with a nervous

the irony, sharing a

as the public knew it—terrible. I lost count of the number of times I vomited when I first joined. I couldn’t stomach a lot of what I witnessed. It was another side of life I didn’t know

immediately?" Athena

"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 night, they followed

was that?" Athena asked, her

package to another group

tell me you didn’t

story of gang rookies. 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 waiting outside the building in

that part of town so late at night, they claimed to be friends of mine." He paused, his voice thick with nostalgia. "That was the night they joined the gang, after hours of discussions

disbelief. "They joined you just like

easy to leave the gang once

But Sandro and Zane... she shook her head. No wonder their friendship was so tight; the three

out to keep an eye on the other two? But that wasn’t her business. She

gang at such a young age?

stop it, a sound rich with irony.

got to decide who lives

that whoever died in my hands was someone

Robin Hood

chuckled again, the laughter 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

never thought of robbing

before I joined the gang. The company was off-limits.

declining to comment on his brilliance—after all, how many people