Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 400

Chapter 400: Hospital Mole

"What’s going on, Athena? What are we doing here?"

The dirty space behind the large broken dusty cupboard where they were currently crouching, hiding, was very uncomfortable for Ewan, but it was Athena, and so it was okay.

However, he needed to know what he was risking his health for. His voice was hushed, though his eyes were sharp with curiosity.

"Why are we hiding?" he continued the barrage of questions gently, shifting against the cramped space, noting the sweat that had overtaken him too.

There was no ventilation where they were, and he knew he would get dizzy, his legs getting cramped, if they didn’t get out of this space soon.

Athena’s response was to place a finger against her lips, signaling for silence, her gaze on the entrance firm. But Ewan refused to be silenced.

"You have to tell me, Athena. I came here because of your text. What did you see in the tunnel? Who is coming?" He pressed on, his whisper edged with insistence, the emotion he had seen on her face in the tunnel enough to keep pushing.

He rarely saw Athena panic, and seeing that happen before his eyes had made him panic, restless before she had dived into his arms like she had been running from something.

"Athena..." He placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look at him fully for the first time since they went into hiding.

"What’s going on..." he muttered, his thumb brushing away the sweat beading on her brows.

"We are waiting for the hospital mole. Whoever the person is will be meeting the twins at the secret lab."

Ewan frowned, his brows knitting tightly. "The twins. They are still in the hospital? The tunnel you talked about discovering, where does it lead to?"

"A large expanse of land with a house at the center, a house with a chimney, old model. That’s where the twins are staying."

Ewan’s brows shot up, almost touching his hairline. "Tell me everything."

And so, Athena did—telling him everything, including her thoughts, her questions. And when she was done, Ewan was just as speechless, his jaw tightening, as frantic to see the mole who had betrayed humanity for a couple of dollars at most.

"Do you think Herbert knows of this?" Athena questioned, sitting on the dirty floor, her legs already feeling heavy.

Ewan joined her with a grunt, brushing dust off his palm. They could worry about their dirty trousers later. "He may know about the secret doors and all, but I don’t think he is in this, that he is part of this madness... it’s just..."

Ewan shook his head slowly, his expression shadowed. "It’s not impossible. As much as Herbert can be fixed in business and expansion, there are limits he wouldn’t cross."

"I think so too, but there are a lot of coincidences."

Ewan nodded, albeit unsurely. Herbert was one of his seniors in business, and the father to one of his good friends. How could he be behind this madness, when he had his son to consider, when he had been infected with the virus just a few months back? It just wasn’t feasible.

"Let’s see the mole first. If it’s Herbert, then well..." The words were even heavy in his mouth. "He will reap the consequences. But if not, we will still ask him questions. I doubt though he will infect himself with the Grey Virus to make a point. But we will check out everything, check out everyone."

Athena nodded, the tension in her chest easing slightly. Talking with Ewan always helped put things in perspective, especially with Aiden working in the government now, with the president.

She watched as the fellow tried to deny, and failed—then tried to defend herself, her cruelty, her wickedness.

"I can explain, ma."

"What possible explanations can you give me, Ciara? What on earth can you possibly say that would explain away your wickedness? You are working with the twins to wreak havoc on the state!!"

Athena strolled fast and grabbed her secretary, rage coursing through her veins, pushing and pulling the fellow like a ragged doll. "How dare you! You were supposed to be my secretary!"

"And I am..." Ciara was already crying, her voice trembling. "I promise I can explain. It’s not what you think."

But Athena would not budge, not until Ewan tapped her shoulder, his tone steady.

"If the twins are waiting at the lab, I suggest we make good use of it. We can deal with your secretary later."

"She is not my secretary," Athena declared vehemently, hissing softly through her teeth. "She is a betrayer. She will be sacked, and she will be spending many days in jail."

Ciara wept openly now, her palms pressed together, desperation in her eyes. "I can explain," she kept saying, darting frantic eyes between Ewan and Athena.

"We will give you a chance for that. But first, I will need you to send a message to the twins," Ewan said, keeping his face blank, his rioting emotions under the radar. "Can you do that?"

Ciara nodded timidly. "I can."