Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Meetup

"What is that?"

Ewan’s gentle voice, barely over a whisper, flitted past Athena’s ear, dragging her from her thoughts.

Athena wordlessly gave him the phone. When he accepted it, when she looked up, she noticed that they had the attention of the whole table.

Of course, they had seen her go slightly pale and shocked at the message. She mused, picking her fork to pretend normalcy, dropping it back, giving it up. She couldn’t fool those at the table, not even her friends who had taken a back seat, in some way, in the crisis so far.

"It’s Fiona," she said when Aiden cocked a brow, unable to contain the curiosity.

If the table’s silence was at fifty percent, it shot up to a hundred. Even her children had stopped chewing, everybody’s breath holding.

"Fiona..." Chelsea drawled, looking at the people at the table. "The girl that wrecked your first marriage?"

Athena nodded, realizing that her friend was missing out on a couple of stories concerning her previous nemesis. "There have been noticeable improvements in her behaviour since then..."

Chelsea’s scrunched face revealed that she didn’t believe Athena one bit. "You are going soft again..."

And yes, the latter didn’t know that Fiona had helped her find the recent cure for the Grey Variant.

"You know..." she said, collecting the phone that Ewan handed to her, her fingers brushing his lightly. "I will tell you all about it when all this madness is over. A lot of gist..."

That intrigued Chelsea enough—not more than knowing Fiona’s recent message though. With the others, she asked Athena what Fiona had sent.

Athena shrugged, exhaling softly. "She wants to meet up... the location is not far from here."

Old Mr. Thorne frowned when Athena followed up with an affirmative response.

"I have to find out what she wants..."

"No, you don’t have to," Gianna stated, picking her fork again with a sharp clink against the plate. Fiona didn’t warrant much mental stress as far as she was concerned.

"Really, I have to. She sent me the formula for the cure to the Grey Variant. If anything, I’m thankful to her. I’m not sure I would have cooked up a cure that fast, or even at all, considering I had overlooked that formula."

Gianna’s mouth fell open. "You didn’t mention it..."

Athena shrugged again, a small tired smile flickering. "A lot has been happening. I will tell you all about it, maybe when I am back from seeing her."

"You are not going alone." Old Mr. Thorne stated in a tone that left no room for argument. His eyes, though aged, were stern.

"As much as she had been of help, it’s only once. She can’t be trusted. Who knows if that had been a good play on her side?"

Athena found her grandfather’s mind quite imaginative, but she could understand his worry. Fiona didn’t exactly have a stellar record.

"No problem, Pa. I will be going with Ewan then. The distance isn’t too far."

"Then, we will wait here. We will come to the location if we don’t hear from you in the next thirty minutes."

Athena opened her mouth to protest against Aiden’s deduction, but the latter was still talking.

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