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

Chapter 393: Tests II

"So, did you discover anything else in their lab, or maybe noticed anything out of the ordinary?" Ewan chewed on another cookie, ignoring the alarm going off in his head that he had consumed way more than enough sugar for the day.

He would work it off later. He promised himself. Not that sugar was that bad, he justified, taking another bite.

What had these people used to bake this? He had never tasted anything sweeter. He licked a crumb from his thumb, eyes narrowing in thought.

"Yes. I met her daughter for the first time." Athena’s soft reply cut short Ewan’s obsession with the cookie, and his hand stilled in midair.

"Mary has a daughter? How do we not know of that?" His brows rose, genuine surprise tightening his voice.

Athena shrugged, drinking from a can of juice she had seen in the refrigerator, one amongst many. "Maybe we didn’t search enough. Her name is Cairo. About ten years."

She shook her head. "To think she had the baby even before we met..." A pause. "There have been no sign at all. I hadn’t been able to see past her cutting remarks, envy, and wicked jealousy. Maybe it’s part of the facade to keep her true self hidden?"

She rubbed at a line forming between her brows, the can cool against her palm.

Ewan scoffed. "There’s no true self being hidden, just the child. That woman, and her twin, are evil for just creating the Grey virus, knowing the amount of lives that would be given in exchange for some stupid and bloodied wealth."

Another scoff. "No. There is no hidden self. They are all criminals, and I will make sure that they pay for it." His jaw clenched as he spoke, anger flashing through his eyes.

Athena widened her eyes comically, nodding the same, toasting without words to Ewan’s just concluded speech. The rim of the can tapped lightly against her lower lip in a mock salute.

Ewan laughed, anger diffusing entirely. "You are something else. So did you also talk with her, Cairo I mean." He leaned an elbow on the counter, trying to read Athena’s face.

"Yes. She was the one that had told me about the secret lab, you see..." Her voice dipped, thoughtful.

Ewan frowned. He didn’t see. A crease appeared between his brows.

Athena dropped the can on the counter, the metal making a soft clink, and started the explanation. "I left the office to search for the lab, but after two hours, I found nothing. Too tired, I rested on one of the benches in the hallway. That’s where she found me... turns out she had been looking for me."

Ewan’s frown deepened.

"She was looking for someone with keys to the storage unit, or rather some space in the storage unit where her mother had disappeared... someone like the chief doctor in the hospital. Unfortunately... or is it fortunately?" She looked at Ewan quizzically, eyes searching his.

The male nodded. "Fortunately."

lost her way when coming to my office, and in some twist of fate she found me, recognized me...

A pause.

mother was a patient, especially when she said that her father had gone to heaven... but when we got to the storage unit, I wasn’t that sure anymore. So, I asked, and she confirmed my thoughts. Her mother was

was Mary Clarkson,

that’s all I got going. I told her to wait outside, while I searched for an opening. But when I came out, she was nowhere to be found. The nurses at

just..." A sigh. "We need trackers. I don’t know if Rodney is back with the children... I need the contacts of their friends in

to hearing that." Ewan spoke finally, rubbing the back of his

"What?"

dark web at their age. They claim you aren’t bad with

people utilizes, most likely, the tracker that had something to do with the attacks on

are trying the best we can...

cloud of dejection easing off somewhat. "It would have been worse. We might not have seen their next plans coming until when it’s too late. But with this, we can make

with ideas in

shook her head. "It’s too risky. I don’t trust anyone except family. It’s like these people

in humanity, you know, that someone could be bought with a price to

"Yes... but let’s look on the brighter side

over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

smiled sadly. "You shouldn’t be making promises

response. "And who said I won’t be keeping it?" He winked at her, to her amusement, a playful glint breaking through

shrugging his hand off her shoulder. "But thank

up, and headed toward the main lab area.

didn’t want to hire help, he would be her help, would let the

into the vial placed on a stand, not sure what he was supposed to notice, though aware that there should be a

squinted, as if focus alone

be a scientist while growing up. He mused, suddenly remembering his five-year-old self

paused, blinked, and touched

been with his father in his study, his father who was hunched

said a musician

had shaken his head. Scientist. I

he knew it, a smile that disappeared when he tried to remember more, when he tried to see his father clearer,