Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 502

Chapter 502: Last Invasion? IV

"How did it go?"

Athena was visited with her grandfather’s question—her and the people with her—as she stepped into the living room.

He wasn’t alone. He was with his wife and her friends. It seemed they had been waiting for a while.

It also seemed, Athena thought, that her friends weren’t going to let this one sideline—that they were not going to be cut out either willingly or forcefully.

"Good, I think," she replied, still geared up except for the helmet she had left in the van. Sighing weakly, she strolled forward, and sat on the sofa, Ewan following her.

Sandro, Zane, Aiden, and Susan took the longest sofa, helmets in their hands.

Athena noticed her friends—each, except Areso—willfully ignoring their nemesis, pretending not to see the blood gash here and there.

"I will need details..."

And Ewan took over, knowing that Athena wasn’t exactly in a talking mood.

When he was done, there was a minute of silence in the sitting room.

"I think it went well... we can get Kael on another day," Florence spoke softly, breaking the silence.

"But how?" Athena asked, her tone soft too. "This was the last link we had. Something that would link us to the sponsor, not create more questions. And now, we have nothing."

Ewan pulled her closer to him, relieved when she went along willingly, resting her head on his shoulder. "We will find them, my love. I promise."

She said nothing, only breathed in deeply.

Just then, one of the agents came into the room with Cairo—Cairo, whose eyes were puffy, red, hardened. That was the first thing old Mr. Thorne noticed. The eyes that told of seeing a lot.

"Whose child is this?" he asked aloud, directing it to no one but everyone.

"Belongs to Mary," Sandro supplied when Athena didn’t seem forthcoming with an answer. "We are not sure what to do with her yet. So far, we think she was aware of the experiments..."

Florence bit her lower lip, staring at the little one she thought was not more than ten years old. Empathy cloaked her. "She can stay in one of the rooms until all this is over."

She paused when Cairo looked at her with something akin to surprise before that disappeared, leaving the twin orbs blank.

"Are you okay with that?"

A hesitation—then Cairo nodded.

The agent, sure that his work was completed, inclined his head before walking out of the living room.

Florence stood next. "I will go make sure the little one is settled..." She looked at Athena. "You did well tonight. Don’t forget that. And make sure you eat dinner—you all."

She tapped Gianna on the shoulder, a gesture that informed the latter she was in charge of that, since the servants had retired to their quarters.

It was minutes past 11 p.m. when Florence left with stiff Cairo. It was then Athena asked about her children.

"They are with Spider," Gianna muttered, as if afraid of what the admission would bring.

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