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

Chapter 146: The Court Case IX

"Athena, do you have more evidence to present?" Elder Timothy asked, his gaze steadfast as Ewan returned to

his seat, appearing calm yet visibly shaken.

Athena nodded, her eyes flickering to Ewan. She felt a surge of relief seeing his color had returned; he was no

longer as pale as before. Good, she mused inwardly. He was ready for the next round of revelations.

With a confident smile brushing her lips, Athena turned back to her list of contents and clicked on the fifth entry,

titled "The Waiter."

Instantly, a newspaper article illuminating the tragic death of a waiter filled the screen, accompanied by a grim

headshot of the deceased. Gasps rippled through the assembly, and a tense silence fell.

Fiona, who had positioned herself as stoic and unflappable, suddenly appeared rigid with shock, her facade

cracking. Surely it couldn't be...

She shut her eyes tightly, apprehension intertwining with confusion. How? How was Athena managing this? Did

Morgan send her this information, seeking revenge for her earlier disobedience?

But he had already punished her! She could still feel the marks on her buttocks! Surely it couldn't be him;

wouldn't he prefer to remain a shadow, hiding from the light?

"Do you all remember this news about a waiter who was inhumanly killed, even castrated?" Athena's voice rang

out powerfully, shattering the silence and drawing murmurs from the crowd.

Affirmative echoes bounced back, the tension palpable in the air.

"Good. For those of you who have seen the ghastly images—though | cannot present them here due to the

sensitivity—who do you think was behind this heinous act?"

"The gang!" The audience chorused, seager elders included, but their voices were tinged with fear, careful

not to invoke the gang’s ndirectly.

Athena nodded knowingly, like a teacher pleased with her students’ responses.

"Excellent. You've clearly done your research," She replied, a calculated gleam in her eyes. "Now, let's delve into

the reason | brought this matter up in relation to our case..."

She paused, locking eyes with Fiona, her smile coy and self-assured.

The people in the room began making their own deductions, their expressions a mix of curiosity and disbelief,

struggling to comprehend why Fiona would harm a mere waiter.

"The waiter in question is Marcus Lukas, the head waiter of the Restaurant Continentalo. On the 16th of

November, Fiona dropped into the establishment for a meal. She was attended to by a waiter, but when her

cards were declined, it was the head waiter who intervened. Because she couldn't pay her bill, Marcus suggested

she help in the kitchen, washing dishes, so they wouldn't have to detain her, so she could leave without security

manhandling her. Yet our lovely Fiona refused to lift a finger, unwilling to help for a few hours. So, what

happened next?"

Athena’s voice dripped with mockery as she paused for effect, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She picked

up her cane and struck the table gently, clicking her tongue.

"When Marcus realized what she wanted—what she was truly after—he made her an offer: to spend one night

with him. And, surprisingly, she accepted without hesitation..."

"That's not true!" Fiona shouted, her carefully constructed composure crumbling with each word. Surely, there

was no way Athena could have evidence to support such a claim! Morgan had made sure to eliminate anything

that could implicate her after the punishment she endured.

"Fiona, please sit down," Athena replied, her tone clipped and authoritative. "You should know by now that |

wouldn't make an accusation without solid evidence to back it up."

Fiona staggered on her feet, shaking her head vehemently.

"That's not possible," She mumbled repeatedly, finally slumping back into her chair, uncaring that everyone was

watching, including Ewan.

The shock on Ewan’s face mirrored her turmoil. He had seen the gory picture of the dead waiter, and now the

puzzle pieces were falling into place. How could he have stayed with a devil and remained oblivious to it?

"As | was saying before | was so rudely interrupted," Athena continued, her voice firm and unwavering, "Fiona

agreed to spend the night with Marcus. According to CCTV footage taken that evening, she entered his

apartment, stayed for approximately five hours, and left looking... well, let's just say satisfied."

With that, she clicked to the next slide, and the stark images of the CCTV footage appeared on the screen,

capturing Fiona walking into the man’s residence.

The audience watched in rapt attention as Athena fast-forwarded to five hours later, revealing Fiona exiting the

apartment, her demeanor transformed; she leaned in, planting a long, lingering kiss on Marcus's cheek.

Ewan felt his stomach churn. He couldn’t believe he had even considered marrying a woman like this. A sense of

relief flooded through him—thank the gods for Athena's timely return, regardless of the turmoil it had wrought in

his life.

Witnessing this evidence against Fiona, he thought any pain he had suffered was worth it.

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Fiona bit her lip, her resolve crumbling as she sank into her chair, utterly defeated. There was no way she would

let them access her phone.

"How... did you get it?" She muttered, her voice barely above a whisper, forgetting momentarily that she was

surrounded by onlookers.

Suddenly, a heavy shoe struck her squarely in the face, causing her nose to bleed, jolting her back to reality.

She scowled, scanning the crowd in search of the culprit, while feeling the anger of those around her like a storm

brewing.

Another shoe flew in her direction, aimed with fierce intent, but with quick reflexes, she dodged it, realizing she

was no longer in control of the narrative.

"Look at her—asking how Doctor Athena got the evidence!" The owner of the shoes shouted, rage echoing

through the hall.

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‘I will deal with you.” She thought earnestly, still glaring at Athena, knowing the latter would get the message.

They weren't much different after all.