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

Chapter 435: Dejection

Athena sank into one of the tall stools, shoulders hunched, lips pressed firm in a thin line, tears burning behind her eyelids, fists splaying weakly on her thighs.

A picture of frustration and dejection she was. Not to be blamed, for she had exhausted her options to work with the drug—every possible solution, every possible combination—and yet nothing had come through.

No breakthrough. No progress. No cure.

The whatever fulfillment she had felt the last time she had worked in the lab had vanished with every ticking minute as she worked on the solution, with every ounce of realization that sank in that she wasn’t aware of what she was working with. That she might have thanked the stars too soon.

A deep sigh escaped her lips—one of sorrow, of abject sorrow. A tear slipped past; she didn’t bother to wipe it off.

What happens now? Something was missing from the solution, some step, but she couldn’t pinpoint it.

She had made calls to a couple of doctors and scientists in her field; they had no idea what she was talking about. They were just even hearing of the variant from her lips.

From the gasps that had escaped their mouths when she talked about the matter, she considered—even regretted—that she shouldn’t have let them know, shouldn’t have made the call, not trusting that they would keep it close to their hearts and not spread the word.

But did she even have a choice?

What had the evil twins done? Was the quest for money so great? What solutions had they mixed to come up with this evil concoction?

She ruffled her hair violently, cussing out loud, her foot stamping on the floor with a sharp thud. What could she do?

rolling in. But she knew that letting the emotion win was tantamount to throwing in the towel, and she couldn’t—not with

Iron Shoulder, didn’t know he had graduated to that term of endearment which referred to someone who always comforts, whose shoulder

the look on his

outsider like

matter at hand. What to do? Which call

laugh. Call the twins? They would

the lab with—Spider’s bloodwork. That was another solution she wasn’t sure

wasn’t sure how Spider had survived having them as a whole in his body. Just one of

call her fellow in the black market. She decided, getting to her feet.

saw a message from an unknown

with

his throat first before speaking. "Not really. The constituents... I have not seen them, but I have heard rumours of it, especially the one you say is poison. I wouldn’t have believed it,

frowned. "And why

of special people. To

friend talking about?

softly. "Join the bandwagon. If whoever is poisoned is still alive, you should let me know... I would want to

She had no time for this. She would work on Spider’s stuff herself. "What

her breath. "There are also rumours about it, but I haven’t confirmed or seen it. The rumour is about a new

hell are you doing then,