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

Chapter 380: A Win

Athena sighed shakily, one hand pressed against her ribs as though she could hold herself together by sheer force. Her pulse roared in her ears, each thud echoing painfully in her chest. She almost marveled at the sensation—how her own body betrayed her grief and frustration.

It was true she had no blood ties to them. Yet her heart knew what this meant. These people, especially Kendra—had been entrusted to her. She had promised their safety, sworn it silently if not aloud. And now it seemed she had gone back on her word. The weight of it suffocated her.

She hated it. She hated this feeling of helplessness. This sharp, choking sense of failure. She should have done better. She should have anticipated danger.

Security. If she had placed proper security around them, they would have seen the suspicious movements. They would have alerted her. They would have fought back during the abduction. But she had not, and now her people were missing.

Her throat tightened as her thoughts fixed on Kendra—sweet Kendra, always seen running with her children, laughter echoing in the school’s garden.

Athena’s chest constricted, the memory so vivid it seemed the air itself carried Kendra’s voice. She couldn’t allow harm to come to the little girl. She couldn’t imagine the pain her own children would suffer if their beloved friend died.

Kathleen especially. Kathleen and Kendra had been inseparable—video calls, shared laughter, whispers that ran long into the evening.

Just a few days ago, Athena had walked in on one of their calls, Kathleen’s face glowing with delight. The thought of that bond being severed was unbearable.

Failure pressed harder against her chest, but this time Athena forced it down, clamping it tight. There was no time for unraveling.

"Find them," she whispered into the phone, voice raw, to Eric, who had been patient through her silent motions. "Don’t stop until you do."

"Okay, boss. I will do my best."

The call ended, leaving her with the echo of her own desperation.

But as minutes stretched into hours, and reports continued to bring nothing, frustration clawed at her. Calls went out—Aiden making one, her grandfather another—but each rang hollow. Leads fizzled before they even gained shape.

The one fellow Eric had kept alive for questioning offered nothing. It was just like her friend had said: the warehouse men had been scapegoats, set deliberately to waste their time while the real perpetrators moved the victims to another, better-hidden place.

tracker. And that must

combed the black web, scanning for even a whisper directed to mercenaries

Yet nothing.

had been exhausted—or was in

had

Spider.

was the best hacker she knew, a phantom

she called again. "Where are you?

Athena’s frayed nerves; because how could he be calm when Kendra might already be

just three minutes

her chest. She cut the

He had been at

her phone, thumb hovering over his contact. She even

She couldn’t. She wouldn’t.

only yesterday of

Athena dropped the phone onto the couch and folded her arms, waiting. Her people watched her,

be here soon. And with

and Kate clinging to his hands, Zane and Sandro flanked him with grim

them. She thought, welcoming her children into her embrace, planting kisses on

on?" they chorused softly, wide eyes searching her

course they knew. They

they recognized it as a lie. The first lie he had

was this thing they were being shielded

her lips was all the answer they received. They won’t be getting