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

Chapter 352: ’Whipped Afresh’

"So, will there be a party?" Herbert asked, when Athena was done narrating Fiona’s tale, as shortly as possible.

"Knowing old Mr. Thorne, I am sure he would be interested in that. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if your grandmother is already putting things together, sending out invites, to introduce the world to their lost but found grandchild."

A pause. A deep throated laugh. "Don’t look so ashen, Athena. That’s what happens in high born families. Didn’t Zane throw you a party on your return to the city? And you weren’t even his daughter."

A laugh. Athena paling further. She hadn’t thought of that. Another limelight experience, this time with her children.

Oh god. She didn’t think the twins were ready for that. Oh, they could handle it quite alright, but considering the uncertain state of things, she didn’t think it was wise to release their information to the public. But could it be helped?

She relaxed further into her seat, aware that she was the centre of attention, aware that Ewan had stepped closer to her. To offer comfort?

Was he even aware that he was closer to her than before? They seemed to draw each other like a moth to a flame.

There she goes letting him confuse her thoughts again. Athena mused, shutting her eyes for less than a second.

Ewan, who had been watching her, thinking that she was disturbed about the incoming party, quickly moved closer, while Aiden and Herbert exchanged amused glances.

"Hey, it’s okay. I am sure we can convince grandfather not to hold the party, at least to keep the kids away from the public."

His hand resting gently on her shoulders eased the discomfort a little, but greatly multiplied the confusion in her mind. It seemed that the only thing her mind wanted to think about was Ewan and his maddening touch.

"Ewan is right. I think Edward wouldn’t want to place the kids in the limelight, although the public would be able to connect the dots, seeing as the twins have appeared in the news before..."

brow of query, Herbert chuckled, shaking his head at her quickness to forget. "You remember the

shut her eyes. She had forgotten the only time her children had

to cut off Morgan’s hands then. Maybe she shouldn’t have alerted the president to his capture,

stomach Morgan being tended to by curvaceous women. An exhale. "I think we can handle it. Thanks, Herbert. I take it that you

smiled, and relaxed on his

for an old man, he was a handsome man. Athena noticed. Would have broken many hearts in his younger times, just

she had done a

you then, Herbert." She rose to her feet. It was time to head home.

be fuming now, and would have put a couple of criminals on her tail. It was best not to give them something to feed on. It was best

way to get to her lab without being followed, maybe recruit more agents to stay hidden and take out unwelcome guests

"See you, Miss Thorne."

Athena. I’m still getting used to

causing Ewan to glare at him.

if these two big men haven’t

Athena interrupted with intelligent grace. "I don’t know how I was able to escape unscathed, but I know that my parents

again, Herbert. I seem to be getting used to

old then, weary,

handle it. If you handled Morgan...

on her lips. "So I should

head, laughing. "What a sly fox you are. You

in her eyes, laughing when Herbert winked at her.

Ewan cleared his throat, she winked at Herbert. No harm done, she concluded... that’s except torturing Ewan with mixed emotions, as

on seeing