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

Chapter 399: Tunnel II

Chapter 399: Tunnel II

Thank the heavens, Athena mused, leaning back on the rocky surface, shifting slightly so she stayed away from plain sight. It was still daytime, so the probability of being caught was very high.

It was good that she hadn’t worn her normal work attire—only a t-shirt and plain jeans with white canvas shoes—otherwise this matter might have been trickier, less flexible.

She opened her phone, brows furrowed as she tapped the screen. The network connection was barely there. She needed to leave the tunnel if she was ever going to contact her people.

Yet how?

She crouched to her knees, peering out of the tunnel. The twins were still arguing, their voices rising and falling, and she wondered what they were talking about.

Just then, Cairo came out of the house, hands planted firmly on her waist, glaring at the both of them.

Athena’s eyes widened, startled by the sheer dislike emanating from the little girl. Was she really Mary’s daughter?

But the resemblance had been there, she thought. Even now, she concluded silently, taking note of the girl’s mannerisms as she broke the fight between the adults by boldly standing between them.

Was this a usual occurrence? Was that why the girl looked so fed-up, angry, and annoyed?

Athena pressed her lips together, realizing soon enough that this shouldn’t be her concern at the moment. She had to find an internet connection for her phone. She had to leave the tunnel.

But how could she do so without being seen? Should she return to the hospital and then come back with her team? What if something or someone tipped the twins off about an intruder, and they packed up and left again?

Lifting her phone, she quickly snapped pictures of the trio, of the house, just before they returned into the old-modeled building.

expanse of land where the tunnel

sigh. Shouldn’t Herbert have checked this place out, seeing as he knew how

noted the large area of land where the house stood, and because of the position of the tunnel, she couldn’t see the end of the vast stretch, couldn’t see any road leading to it, couldn’t

Too quiet, like

the network issue, albeit pleased with her new discovery, she turned away and started the fifteen-minute

have made while rushing out of their secret

was a problem when Athena got to the beginning of the tunnel. She couldn’t get past the

her back to it and slid down like she had done before, yet nothing budged. Panic started budding within her, clawing at her chest, and even though she tried to stamp it down, it just wasn’t working. Her

to get out of this space, which she realized—now that her senses were heightened by

one day, she realized grimly. They might have just pushed the whole thing into the tunnel and came

to be charged, and Athena released a sharp curse under her breath. At

the sliding-down principle again, pressing her back harder, but

get any worse, she started hearing voices from down

hands beginning to shake,

with a gun today. A security team had followed her to the hospital, and she had thought it unnecessary. Yet, at this moment, she wished

to kill—just to threaten them, to make them at least give up this madness, to

fists might not end well. What if they were carrying

Who were they planning to meet in the secret lab? Because that was the only explanation, the only reasonable factor...

trembled as the voices drew closer. Were they running or just

trying to dial Ewan’s number. But there was no network—neither was there a

the tunnel, rubbing her back against the wall, up and down, doing it