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

Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Hospital Mole III

Matthew was a degenerate. A psychopathic fool. A–

Athena’s anger wouldn’t let her push for more words.

He wanted to inject Ciara with the virus? Wanted to infiltrate her party tomorrow with the same poison? What else—what other vile plan did they still have hidden in their arsenal?

She exhaled sharply, only to tense when she felt Ewan’s hand at her back, tracing small circles against her spine. When she met his gaze, her mind went blank, bankrupt of thought for a whole second.

This man. She thought with a pang, turning away quickly. He had the capacity to drain her of coherent thought in troubling situations like this, and she hated how easily he did it.

Yet, she didn’t pull away from the circles either. They were comforting. Safe. Almost... friendly.

Mary’s voice broke the moment.

"I think we should follow the boss’ orders. He has not yet given the go-ahead to invade the party. But you can take it up to him. You’re always as bold as a lion."

The sarcasm in her tone was sharp enough to cut. Athena frowned, again wondering what kind of misunderstanding brewed between the twins. She had never seen them quarrel—at least not in public. The one time she had stumbled upon their spat, she was sure they hadn’t known anyone was watching.

"You are right, sister. Let’s wait for the boss’ orders. When is he even coming?"

Athena stiffened. So—they knew his identity? If she or Ewan could capture one of the twins, they’d know who the real culprit was!

Her eyes flicked to Ewan’s, and his glance mirrored hers. They had to secure one of the twins today. By all means necessary.

"I don’t know. But since the vial isn’t here, let’s go."

No. I came with a special gift for Ciara.

Matthew laughed. "Oh don’t worry. You’re

his

it. Make sure

Ciara must have nodded.

save that mouthy fellow who thinks being

so tightly her knuckles

And remember how this works—if any of this gets out, both you and your family will be

nodded again, because Matthew snapped the next second. "Your words, girl! Use your words. Don’t

will. I will deliver

"Good. Now get out."

shuffle of feet, the slam of a door, then

Ewan muttered, releasing an

a weak nod. "So... how does she meet us?" she asked,

might want to turn a new leaf. Maybe she was tired of playing puppet. Maybe she

will pick her

clouded her tone. "She might be followed. They might wonder why she’s heading home now. They could

fast. "I’ll text her as her boss, order her back to the office, and say the files need compiling. We’ll

know, Athena.

was

as Athena tapped the message out, sharp and calculated.

minutes later, there

called, her voice

shoulders hunched, clutching a tiny vial in her hand. Smaller than the one Athena had confiscated before. Just as Matthew had said—it looked

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