Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours! - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: A Troubling Report
Ewan muttered to himself as he trudged furiously into his office, the door slamming behind him with unexpected force.

For the first time, he completely ignored Sandro’s cheery greeting, leaving his assistant and friend with a look of confusion.

Sandro couldn’t help but wonder what had crawled under his boss’s skin today.

For Ewan, he felt like the weight of the world was crushing his shoulders as he sank heavily into his chair, trying to understand how his life had spiraled so chaotically.

When had it all gotten so complicated? Memories of Fiona’s horrified expression upon seeing Athena’s children flickered through his mind. He could understand her anger—after all, she was convinced her position was being usurped.

But what position did she even have? They were not engaged, not even married! A tired sigh escaped him as he rubbed his forehead, trying to alleviate the stress building there.

It perplexed him how he wasn’t nearly as disturbed nine years ago when he and Athena had been contracted to get married.

Was fate punishing him for their divorce? But he hadn’t actually divorced her. The thought of those unsigned papers brought a bitter taste to his mouth. Would anyone believe him if he brought that up? Probably not—he would merely become the butt of their jokes.

Feeling overwhelmed, he rested his head against the back of his chair, struggling to reconcile his turbulent thoughts.

He needed to check in with Sandro. Surely, the latter would have news—wasn’t that the reason he was here? But before he could act on that impulse, a text beeped on his phone, jolting him back to reality.

The hacker had reached out. He felt an unfamiliar surge of adrenaline and hope coursing through him as he opened the message and saw the research documents attached.

Without wasting another moment, he sent the remaining payment to the unknown personality and eagerly began to study the material he had just acquired.

The first part was about the notorious gang. Reading through the report sent icy shivers down his spine. The gang’s operations were as nefarious as they were inhumane. He felt nausea swell as he encountered an image of a pregnant woman, her stomach grotesquely slashed open. The coldness of the words describing her fate clawed at his insides.

Had they really sunk this low? He wondered, his eyes widening a fraction when he saw that they had actually began operation in this city. They even had connections to the elites in his society but remained hidden from the public eye.

Why hadn’t he known about them until now? Ewan wondered, his mind racing through the implications of what he was reading. The more he read, the more he saw how the gang operated, leaving their marks after vicious killings. The hacker had even left contact information for their services.

Was this a joke? Why would he need their contact? Or was the hacker just doing his job?

Ewan flipped to the section on Athena, apprehensive but hoping it might provide some clarity.

Unlike the detailed sections on the gang, Athena’s dossier was less substantial but filled with unsettling surprises.

He studied her achievements—graduating from military-linked martial arts schools and culinary institutes—and his heart began to race. Pictures of her alongside powerful government figures surfaced, some labeled “close friends.”

Then, an intimate image of her with a man named Antonio caught his eye. Jealousy flickered within him before it was swiftly overtaken by renewed suspicion. Who was this man? How deeply had she kept him hidden? And why? Where was he now?

Then Ewan stumbled upon a particularly alarming rumor: “It is rumored that Doctor Athena released the Grey disease for monetary gain; this is perhaps why the government has enlisted the gang to eliminate her. Her connections run deep—too deep for the police to pursue.”

The phone slipped from his fingers, crashing audibly onto his desk. What had he just read? Athena was behind the very disease wreaking havoc on the country? She had created the antidote, undoubtedly to line her own pockets with wealth!

The thought was surreal. Had his banishment driven her to this corruption? Had she, all this time, been anything but innocent?

Fury bubbled within him as he picked the phone back up again, processing each revelation like a meticulously fitting piece in a puzzle of betrayal. The research was coveted by military factions for its potential to be weaponized. Each sentence strengthened his resolve, hardening his heart against her.

How could she have the audacity to collect twenty percent of his company shares while playing the victim? Ewan’s mind stormed with the memories of Kathleen’s voice posing as the hacker, spinning further connections as memories collided.

“Was she the hacker?” He muttered to himself, a realization dawning. “Did Herbert know? Did Zane?”

With a sense of urgency, he dialed Zane’s number and didn’t wait for formalities once his friend picked up.

“Come to the office now!” He barked before hanging up, not caring that Zane was busy running his father’s company.

Frustration built as he shouted for Sandro, who finally appeared, after taking his time, which only added fuel to Ewan’s fury.

“Why did you take so much time?!” He thundered, recalling how Sandro had offered a staunch defense of Athena at every turn like a loyal knight protecting a queen.

Well, look what we have here! He thought, mentally throwing his hands up in frustration as the list of fatalities associated with the Grey disease spiraled dangerously in the back of his mind, igniting his anger further.

How could Athena do this? How could she be so evil? So, the gang was on the side of the public-health this time around?

Perhaps he should consider working with the gang to extract that research from her!

“I was working on the L’corp deal. Is there a problem?” Sandro asked slowly, curiosity lining his voice. What could have triggered this irrationality from Ewan?

“Everything is the problem!” Ewan retorted vehemently, shoving the phone in Sandro’s direction. “Read about your almighty Athena!”