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

Chapter 430
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Chapter 430: Party Ends II

"If you need anything, don’t hesitate to letknow," Athena's ex-boss from the CIA spoke after shaking hands

with Old Mr. Thorne.

With him were Eric and Shawn, and two other officials who had once been colleagues with Athena and Susan's

mother, Scarlett. Close colleagues, who had quit the agency, as Athena had found out in the few minutes she

had spent with them at the start of the party.

"Of course, Manuel. | will not forget," Athena replied with a smile, her tone laced with gratitude. She hugged the

boss when he opened his arms, a fatherly smile resting on his lips.

"I mean it," he whispered before letting her go.

She smiled, nodded her thanks, and hugged her old colleagues one after another before wishing them safe

travels to their location tonight.

The large hall was empty now except for family, the working gang, the agents protecting the estate, and then

Antoand Herbert.

Susan nudged Athena softly, and without the former speaking, Athena knew her younger friend wanted her to

send off the males too—one her boss, the other her boyfriend.

Fiancé. She reminded herself, taking a deep breath.

"So, what are we going to do about this invasion? Ewan, you seem to know Kael from somewhere..." Herbert

started, looking around, needing to sit down.

Ewan exchanged a glance with Zane, who maintained a calm demeanor but got the message that Ewan had sent

him.

"Dad, | am sure the family wants to rest tonight, not talk about strategies and what not. It's been a long day. We

can send in our thoughts tomorrow..." As Zane spoke, he held his father gently by the arm. "And you need to rest

too. Isn't that so, Doctor Athena?"

Athena nodded immediately. "Your son is right, Herbert. You should go to bed. But of course, | will appreciate

whatever resources you can help us with tomorrow."

Herbert looked between the two and huffed. "You two forget that | am younger than the old man over there..."

Old Mr. Thorne chuckled heartily. "Not stronger though. You are the one who has been toyed with the Grey Virus

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Herbert laughed, shook his head, and started toward the door, Zane following. Ewan would share with him

whatever updates cthrough their private inbox.

"Babe, you should go with them too... you need to rest."

But Antowas shaking his head, a frown starting across his face. "I need to stay with you... while you talk

about plans..."

As he spoke, he noticed that with the exit of Zane and his father, the others were also filtering out of the hall,

with Ewan taking the lead.

They were giving him and Athena space—which meant they expected her to convince him to leave.

His frown deepened, barely listening as Athena rattled reasons why she wanted him gone-that he needed to rest

and all.

Did she forget that tomorrow was the weekend?

"And like | said before, | don’t want you getting involved... as you can see, this is dangerous territory."

"But | am already involved! | am your fiancé." His tone, louder than before, took on a harsher quality.

Athena raised a brow, that single gesture enough to pour a bucket of cold water on his temper.

"Surely, you can understand me..." His tone softened, pleading for understanding.

But Athena’s mind was made up. "Just trust me, Antonio. | will see you out."

"You always say that | trust you, but why don’t you trust me... Ewan..."

Athena exhaled loudly, cutting him off.

They were outside the gate now, close to his car, and he was still reluctant to leave—all too ready to break the

silence that had ensued as they left the hall.

"So | shouldn't call his nagain now?"

Athena said nothing. She only opened the car door and gestured for him to get in. She wasn’t in the mood for

this. There were other things occupying her mind. Like—what had the party been a diversion for?

Antoattempted to make conversation again, but seeing the stone that was Athena at the moment, he sighed

in exasperation, his fist clenching. "Do as you wish then. Goodnight."

He placed a kiss on her lips, annoyed when she made no indication that she wanted more, and entered the car.

Athena only managed a wave before he zoomed out of her sight.

Wheew. She shook her head slowly and started toward the mansion briskly.

In the large sitting room, all security agents were present, including those tasked with protecting the quarters

where the visitors were staying.

"Is everyone accounted for?" she asked Susan, taking a seat beside her, facing the agents standing at attention.

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Athena nodded, noticing then that her grandmother was really absent.

Old Mr. Thorne sat on a sofa with Ewan, while Aiden and Sandro took the next.

They were just about to start the interrogation proper when a knock sounded lightly on the door.

Athena hissed softly, getting to her feet, thinking it was a stubborn Antonio.

"Don’t worry. | will get it," she bit out when one of the agents wanted to step aside to open the door.

However, when she cout of the living room, it wasn’t Antostanding outside, but Victoria.

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"It seems your girlfriend didn’t leave with the rest of our guests."

Ewan looked bewildered—was actually that. He exchanged an addled glance with Sandro. "Who are you talking

about?"

Athena shrugged and returned to her seat casually. "Victoria."

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feet, marching Quy of the rom, while

Ewan ISS deeper into his seat and

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what to make of Athena's deduction.

Victoria? His girlfriend? Hell would freeze over first.

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