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

Chapter 401: Hospital Mole II

"What if she betrays us? What if she tells the twins about us? What if she tips them off? What if..." Athena’s voice cracked, her words tumbling out in restless waves.

Ewan placed calming hands on Athena’s shoulders, steady but firm, pushing her gently until she dumped her buttocks on her seat with a huff.

They were in her office, and she was getting flustered, restless, with the mic being silent, with not hearing Ciara talk to the twins yet. Hadn’t she gotten to them yet? What was the hold-up?

"Athena... stop worrying. Everything will work out fine."

Athena scowled, narrowing her eyes, her lips pressed in a hard line. "Fine? We would have gotten the information we wanted from her, before sending her down there!"

Ewan sighed, rubbing his face with both hands, his shoulders sagging. He was beginning to think that he had made a wrong call, that he had judged wrong. But Ciara had seemed like a caged woman, and he had thought to give her a chance.

"But there was no time for that, Athena. She received a call from the twins. We had to send her there with a mic to hear what possible things they had to talk about. We needed more information."

"Well now, we might not have any. She might have followed them out of the tunnel and thrown away the mic."

Athena flung her arms wide in frustration, gritting her teeth until her jaw ached. Ciara.

She chuckled sarcastically, the sound harsh. Who could have believed that her doe-eyed secretary, calm and all, was the mole in the hospital? Didn’t Morgan talk about this?

Even though he had been referring to the moles in the Nimbus operation and whatnots, Ciara could easily fit the shoe. The latter had access to her entire schedule, her in and out, a perfect mole candidate. Why hadn’t she considered it?

Athena snorted, tapping her fingers against the desk. Why would she? Wouldn’t it mean she was paranoid? Ciara just hadn’t left any stone unturned!

"Oh God." She sniffed, her chest tightening. She had left her children with the betrayer at one time.

"Athena, what do you know about Ciara? To be honest, she doesn’t pass as a criminal mastermind as Morgan or the doctors. I think there is something at stake here."

rather you are easily moved by a woman’s tears." Athena snapped, folding her arms across

a seat

he got up, pulled the chair to her own side, and

know you feel betrayed, rageful, frustrated... but can you think with those beautiful brain

time to be a smooth talker. We need Ciara to report first, then I can make any conclusions from there. Even the most gentle can be the most poisonous. I suggest that you don’t get your hopes

reclining deeper into his seat, rubbing the back of his neck. It was better

a crack in the tool they were using, a connecting device to

"Why am I here?"

exchanged overt glances, hearing Ciara’s steady voice. So that was why they

were not conversational with her secretary, that maybe they just tolerated Ciara’s presence because they

you have something else

curling tightly over the edge of the

this, should have communicated the matter, trusting that it would

voice had lost the steady edge,

gotten their hands on Ciara’s family, how they had even thought to use Ciara. Because she was her secretary? Of

Her mind

wait till we speak to you." Matthew

was Mary doing? What were

long stretch of time passed before Mary’s voice boomed across the

They were looking for the vial, which she had luckily seen and taken. It was good then that she

wasn’t the only one, about her

sure you left

saying we don’t know what we are doing?"

will find anything here. The area has been swept entirely clean as