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

Chapter 341: Rain Of Bullets

Morgan’s heart grew weaker and weaker as he struggled to listen to Aiden recount the events that had led up to this moment to the two CIA agents.

From their stance and language, he had gathered that much. The video call that was going on too, on the phone held by one of the agent—seems the boss at CIA was keen on hearing the recap also—only confirmed it.

And when Aiden affirmed, for the second time, that he would be delivered to the government, Morgan’s heart failed him.

He clutched his chest, feeling the organ seize painfully, his heartbeat becoming less regular. His other body tissues and organs moved in that same fallen rhythm. The government? What did that mean? What will become of him? Will he be able to pull any string at all if he should fall into the hands of the President?

"Help..." He croaked out, unable to bear the pain any longer, but in his present condition, it was just a mutter—one that couldn’t be heard by the people around him. It only took the stretching of his bloodied, weary hand to alert everyone that their culprit would soon be joining the afterlife.

They all turned to Athena, waiting for her input.

But the business mogul cum doctor was lost in thought. She was contemplating on rebranding her entire business empire, putting all her companies under one umbrella name—there was no need to hide anymore.

It took Ewan calling her in a calm voice to drag her out of her mental calculations.

"Is there a problem?" She whispered, barely, to Ewan, who shook his head immediately.

"Not at all. Morgan seems to be at the edge of death..."

soon as possible was the best course of action, but... she paused and

you done

especially Ewan’s agents, wondering what the beautiful young lady possibly had to do with Morgan. What had the

Athena—an appreciative smile that, however,

will take care of the rest. And if it’s okay with you, I’ll deliver him to the president myself. You don’t have to

Morgan’s breathless grunts of pain, of impending death, of ongoing suffering and despair. She believed Susan would

phone, Athena snapped pictures of Morgan and his two accomplices and sent them to the president’s personal line. Phase one of the mission was

Connor would do some torturing while treating Morgan. She

part of the operation?" Shawn inquired, gesturing at the crowd of three who were now

two males... you know where to keep them. I’ll try to convince

of her, she was as meek as a lamb. Her ears twitched at the silence, at the anticipation, her heart pounding

they keep

Heronica for now. I’ll think about her

eyebrow when Heron jerked

them away," She said instead

words stopped them from

watched as he beelined for Dax—who had gone by the name Jake for months, masquerading as Athena’s driver. They watched as he delivered a

to the face—breaking the nose