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

Chapter 117
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Chapter 117: Red Envelope

As the day melted into twilight, warm golden rays from the setting sun streamed through Athena’s expansive

office window, sprinkling a soft glow around the room. It was as if the sun itself was sending a gentle reminder

that the workday was coming to a close.

Athena, seated at her desk, felt the caress of those sunlit moments touch her skin, and for a brief instant, she

lost herself in the serene orange hues that filled the horizon.

A wave of relief washed over her, mingling with exhaustion as she assessed the clutter before her—a mere five

patient files awaited her attention.

Just five! She thought with a sense of optimism, believing she could take them hand complete the work

there.

Gathering the files with their test results, she slid them into her large tote bag, stood, and stretched, the

cracking of her joints echoing in the stillness.

"Tto register at a gym," She mused to herself. These sounds were telltale signs her body was sending, urging

her to take better care of herself. Perhaps she could ask Zane for workout suggestions.

Not wanting to forget, she quickly texted him before hefting the bag onto her shoulder, preparing to head home

for a well-deserved meal and a restful night. For fortune had smiled upon her —Gianna had sent her a text

minutes ago with an image of prepared food. Suprisingly, her friend had finished from work earlier today.

However, fate had its own plans.

Before Athena could take another step toward freedom, her phone chimed, announcing an incoming call.

Anticipating it to be Zane, likely teasing her about her lack of gym attendance, she silenced the call and pushed

through the door.

Outside her office, the twins were busy helping Ciara sort through sfiles—her assistant was also preparing

to leave for the day.

"Thank God, Doctor Athena... | was debating on whether to knock on your door or not, considering you've been

locked in for the past four hours," Ciara said, halting her task and glancing up.

As if on cue, the twins dashed over, wrapping their little arms around Athena. Before she could respond, her

phone rang once more. Athena hurriedly silenced the call. Zane, quit it!

It was Nathaniel who, exuding his usual sober spirit, muttered, "Mom, Uncle Aiden is calling you!"

Athena cussed at her unnecessary assumption and answered the call, placing the phone on her ear.

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"Athena, why am | seeing darkness?" Aiden’s voice was teasing, and Athena chuckled softly as she realized

Aiden was attempting a video call. Her mind was really scattered!

Waving at Ciara to leave if she wanted, she stepped back into her office, the twins following closely.

"Hello, Aiden," She greeted, adjusting the phone’s angle to get a better view of him; the twins perched beside

her like bright-eyed spectators.

"Hello Uncle Aiden! Merry Christmas!" Kate piped up energetically.

Aiden laughed, the sound wrapping around Athena, easing the little tension she hadn't realized she was carrying.

"Merry Christmas, Lovely Kate and brave Nate!" he responded, his face lighting up with warmth.

"Merry Christmas, Uncle," Nathaniel echoed, his voice a tad gruff, which only amused Aiden further.

"How have you been, Aiden? How's your daughter and everything over there?" Athena inquired, her tone shifting

to one of concern.

"All good. Everyone is better than | imagined. I'm okay too," Aiden replied with a smile.

"Yeah, | can see that," Athena remarked, her eyes taking in the handsfeatures of her older friend. Aiden had

aged like fine wine, but she couldn't quite understand why his wife had chosen to leave him. "It was like working

forwas sapping your goodness..."

"Don’t say that, Athena. It's my fault for not taking care of myself," he replied, his light-hearted laughter ringing

in the air until an uncertain silence fell between them.

Curiosity creased her brow. "Is this a formal or informal call?" She asked, noting the seriousness creeping into

Aiden’s demeanor as he cast a pointed look at the children.

Understanding the unspoken request, Athena turned to her twins. "Wait forat Ciara's office. Mommy has

something to discuss with Uncle Aiden privately."

Though Kate pouted in disappointment, both children obediently shuffled out.

Once the door closed behind them, Athena braced herself. "They're gone, Aiden. What's going on?"

"It’s about the gang," he said simply, the word sending a chill down her spine. She hated even hearing it spoken

aloud, detesting the memories it evoked for her and her family.

"What about them? Why are you even working on this? I told you to focus on bonding with your daughter!" She

urged, a note of concern weaving through her words.

"lI am, Athena. | really am. It's been wonderful," Aiden admitted, warm thoughts evident in his expression. "But it

doesn’t mean | will neglect my duties."

Sighing in resignation, Athena replied, "What do you have forthen?"

"We found their hideout. And we were right. The leader, Morgan, is in cahoots with Fiona. We've managed to

capture sincriminating pictures. Do you want them?"

Athena nodded quickly, her heart racing. "Where's the hideout?"

"It's a few miles away from the hospital. Hidden in plain sight. What do we do?" he inquired.

Athena paused, her mind racing. "Can | get back to you with an answer? | need to think."

Aiden nodded understandingly. "Take your time. I'll be waiting for your response." A contemplative silence fell

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Just then, a sleek black BMW pulled up in front of her, drawing her attention. A frown appeared on her face when

she noted that the car wasn't her vehicle.

As she watched with her curious children, a man in a tailored black suit exited the car, his polished appearance

laced with an unsettling familiarity.

Her heart sank as she recognized him—the messenger of the elder council. A wave of dread washed over her as

he approached.

"Good afternoon, Doctor Athena. It's been a while," He greeted, his tone courteous yet devoid of warmth.

Athena nodded stiffly, her mood darkening. The man, sensing her unease, handed her a red envelope.

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"It’s from the elder council. The case was submitted by Ewan; he claims you are keeping his children away from

him. Inside, you'll find the dates and details."

Without waiting for her response, he turned and walked away, leaving Athena in a state of smoldering rage.

So he had found out, then. She thought, looking at the envelope with distaste. So, he had found out, and his first

move was to involve the council?

Her thoughts churned as she struggled to contain her indignation. Why was she even surprised?

In a twisted manner, it was funny that this was happening again during the Christmas season.

However, she promised herself things would be different this time.

"So much different," She muttered, a snide chuckle escaping her lips as she fondly tapped the lower section of

her bag.