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Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366: Lunch With Herbert

"When one of the chief nurses told me that you had come into the hospital earlier today to work, I couldn’t believe it at first—that you would flout a direct order."

Athena raised a brow, dropping the writing pen on the file before her, meeting Herbert’s gaze, which was tainted with both amusement and worry.

Two beats of silence passed, and then both dissolved into fits of laughter.

"You..."

More laughter followed, with Athena getting out from her seat, walking over to Herbert, and giving him a side hug.

"You are crazy, old man," Athena said when she broke away from the hug. Even though their first linkup had been hostile—a catastrophe, to be exact—they had come a long way to become friends and good working partners.

Herbert scoffed at Athena’s title for him. "I am not an old man, woman. If you call me that, what would you call your grandfather then?"

Athena chuckled softly, indicating the seat nearby. "You have a good point. Maybe I’ll call you ’Elder’ instead?"

Herbert’s mouth opened like a fish before he shook his head, then laughed. "You are crazy."

He took his seat, pushed the chair forward, and rested his hand on the table, watching as Athena did the same.

"So, you couldn’t stay away from work? That restless?"

Athena shrugged in response. "I’m sure you can understand. To people like us, work is more than an avenue to make money. It’s a medium to cope, to release the stress and tension coiled up in our bones."

"Truth. Only truth," Herbert concurred, clasping his hands together and looking around the office. "To be honest, I was half expecting you to show up during the weekend to see how things were going with the doctors."

Athena laughed. "I was tempted to, but I didn’t think it enough time to flout your orders."

Emphasis was placed on flout, making Herbert roll his eyes—a quite comical sight to Athena, who chuckled all the more.

"So, how many files have you looked into? And what do you say about the Grey disease?"

Athena smiled—a happy smile. One that conveyed the relief and joy within her at the prospect of talking about this topic.

"More than fifty files, if I dare to say."

Herbert shook his head, a soft smile on his lips.

Athena wasn’t deterred.

"And I’m happy I did. The Grey disease is fading. I also got reports—emails—from our branches across the country. They are reporting the same success. The same good news came from hospitals we supplied the vaccine to in other affected countries. Things are taking a huge turn. I’m so relieved that this fiasco is coming to an end."

"The same here," Herbert agreed, reclining deep into his chair. "But it’s as they say—there are two sides to a coin. The Grey disease, as much as it wreaked havoc, also caused our governments to become more intentional about their citizens, to revamp dilapidated hospitals and cities, even give a boost to your name..."

Athena nodded. "That’s true. But I hope we don’t need viruses like this to up our game. They claim thousands of lives, and that’s not worth it. Besides, I don’t seek my fame first."

"You’re right. At least we’ll be done with the disease soon. So when it’s all over, will you be staying with the hospital, or will you return to your practice in Antonio’s country?"

Athena hadn’t thought of that. But seeing as she was now a Thorne, she didn’t think she would be going anywhere anytime soon. She could pay visits, but that might be all, she reasoned, taking her lower lip in.

"I think I’ll be staying here. You might have yourself a permanent staff member, Herbert."

Herbert chuckled. "I’m not banking on that. Seeing as you’ll be taking over the Thorne empire, I doubt you’ll have time for hospital service anymore."

Athena laughed. "You never can tell, old man."

Herbert sighed fitfully and got to his feet. "I’m never going to be able to convince you to stop calling me that, am I?"

Athena shrugged, then winked at him.

Herbert Whitman shook his head, smiled, his eyes finding the clock. "It’s already lunch time. Will I interest you in a meal at one of the restaurants across the street? I can give you the gist of your new family while we’re at it."

Athena looked at the heap of files on her table, opened her mouth to make an excuse, but Herbert clicked his tongue while shaking his head.

"Yes, ma," Ciara echoed respectfully, watching her boss leave with the head of the entire company, Mr. Herbert. How does it feel to be them?

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