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

Chapter 283: Night Affairs II

It was good that she had chosen to go through Ewan’s document first before continuing the video call. Athena

thought, grimly digesting the information she had just absorbed.

The Nimbus operation was thoroughly compromised.

It wasn't just Alvarez who had sold his soul to the devil; he had dragged his subordinates into the quagmire as

well. Worse still, he had been introduced to the gang by two of her former colleagues, once champions of justice

and fair play.

What was going on? She wondered, scrolling through the document again, even though she had already perused

it twice. Why were people so easily thrown from their high horses by the allure of money?

Couldn't one remain steadfastly principled? Why were they so insatiably greedy?

Athena would have blamed it on poverty or desperation, but these men were wealthy—each boasted

investments valued at over five million dollars. So, why weren't they content? How much was Morgan's boss

paying them?

A thought nagged at her then. Could Morgan's boss be a former colleague? The notion sent a chill down her

spine. She shook it off. If he was, then Spider would have located him.

Athena wet her lips and dialed Ewan’s number. She cursed and terminated the call, however, when she checked

the time.

Gosh, had she really spent that much tcombing through the document?

Just as she was about to turn her attention elsewhere, her phone started ringing.

Ewan.

Shouldn't he be asleep? The man really has a habit of messing around with his health.

"Ewan, shouldn't you be asleep?" Athena asked as soon as she answered the call, clutching the fabric of her

nightgown.

"I should be, but | was half hoping for your call. | didn't want to be asleep if you should call eventually..." His

voice was warm, but there was a hint of hesitation lurking beneath.

"That was a stupid gamble," Athena pointed out without thinking. "Why do you always mess around with your

health? If you are awake at this hour, how will the drugs work then?"

A significant pause ensued on the other end, and for a moment, Athena wondered if she had gone too far. But

then she negated the thought. She was his doctor, and his health was still a priority, especially with the kids

involved.

"Were you calling to rebukefurther?" Ewan finally spoke, his tone controlled, though Athena could tell he was

slightly nervous—as if waiting for a bomb to go off.

Was she that explosive? She wondered, retracting the sharp comment that had been lingering on her lips.

"Not really. | was calling to thank you for the extensive research you conducted and for sending it toon time.

| almost made a huge mistake. Thanks for the save."

A pause followed.

"Thanks. I'm glad you liked the gift. So, are we good?"

Athena snorted softly, registering the relief and happiness in his voice. "Yeah, we are. Seeing that has been

settled, you can go to sleep now..."

"Wait..." Ewan called out, halting her midsentence.

What is it now?

"What are you going to do concerning the information? Are you going to confront them? What does Aiden think?"

Athena was just about to declare that Aiden could shove his input where the sun didn’t shine, but she clamped

her mouth shut and then spoke the next second.

"| think | will confront them. Do you think you will be free to accompanytomorrow? I'm unsure about that

movement, but I'm just forecasting. | have yet to present the situation to the others, but I'm guessing they would

wantto handle it... you know..."

Athena paused, noting that she was rambling. "Will you accompany me?"

"Yes, it will be my utmost pleasure."

Athena rolled her eyes. So tic. "See you tomorrow then."

"Yeah, see you. Do have a good night." And the call ended.

Athena pouted, taking the phone from her ear. She had half-expected him to wish her a night as beautiful as her

smile.

She shook her head at the thought and dialed Ethan on video call. She didn’t wait for him to answer; instead, she

added Aiden and the six others who had been marked innocent by Spider.

Luckily, they were all awake, not minding the tdifferences, each operating on their own schedules, except

Aiden, who was in the svicinity as she was.

Greetings filled the digital space as everyone's video appeared and they saw each other. Even gruff Aiden had to

smile and greet, especially since Athena wasn’t even paying him any attention.

"So, Athena, why did you call? This was really an impromptu call, or did | skip an email somewhere?" A bearded

middle-aged man with silky brown hair said while drinking from a cup of coffee.

Athena noted that he was actually in an office, likely up late to manage pressing matters.

"Well, there have been sdevelopments in the Nimbus operation. Speople are no longer working

towards the sgoal as us..." She paused, observing the frowns and curiosity masking the faces of the men,

particularly Aiden, who was now glaring at her, fiery and intense, not minding that the others could see him.

Athena knew why he was so worked up, but she didn’t care. He could cling to his pride; perhaps it would

enlighten him about the case they were on.

"Are you saying we have traitors in our midst?" Another male spoke up. Clear-eyed, he seemed to be going about

his daily business, managing her companies from a distance—a friend of Ethan and a loyal ally of hers.

Athena nodded, thoroughly calm.

Then she told them about the Grey disease and the gang—in summary—and how Alvarez and the others had

cinto play.

When she concluded her narration, which included dates and references, everyone was stunned. To validate her

account, she sent each participant a copy of the document.

"So, gentlemen, what should we do?"

A pause ensued as each of the men deliberated on the matter, well except Aiden, who was still glaring at her

intently.

Athena held in a scoff when she received a notification that he was typing in her inbox. What did he want to say

now?

"Whydidn’tyouinformmeofthis? Youaresochildish, allowingyourangertodictateyouinsensitivetimesandsituations..."

Athena ignored the message, choosing to focus on the discussion at hand.

Clearing his throat, Ethan caught her attention. "Boss, | think you should tackle this yourself." A pause. "I'm sure

you already have a plan in mind. Regarding the Nimbus operation, | nominate Rick. He is a good fellow."

Athena slowly nodded. Rick had been one of her most dedicated team members; he was trustworthy and had a

fierce loyalty that made him an ideal choice. He also had a crush on her.

"What should we do about the culprits then?" She asked, tapping her thighs, still disregarding Aiden’s messages

which continued flooding her inbox, each more annoying than the last.

"| think we should send them to the deepest part of the black cells. I'm sure they would find it very comfortable,"

Another man suggested.

Athena nodded slowly again. "Do you have any contacts in the CIA?" She asked the male who had just spoken.

The man furrowed his brows. "You are the one with the contacts..."

Athena sighed, grasping his point. After the event a few nights ago, she had cut off contact with her CIA friends

and her boss. She didn’t think she was up for groveling.

"Can't we just hand them over to the government, since their cris against the state?"

"But that will bring the Nimbus operation to light..." Ethan pointed out, confused about Athena’s hesitation to

involve her former colleagues.

After moments of silence, Athena agreed to handle the situation. "I will give you all a report when | have dealt

with it."

The men nodded their agreements, and then the video call cto an end.

Instantly, her phone rang with Aiden’s call. She ignored it, swiping up Ethan's contact. "Ethan, how is it going?"

She asked when the call went through.

"Better than expected. Mallory and Eden telloperations are going well in their locations..."

Athena was pleased to hear that. Mallory and Eden were Ethan's best people who had grown up with him in the

orphanage, and who were also working with and for her. They were managing her companies in her absence,

sending reports to her and Ethan at the end of every month.

"What about Master Shen’s son? Has he given you any trouble since?"

"Not at all..." Ethan replied, but two days ago, one of my informants saw him getting cozy with a man sporting a

scorpion tattoo.

Athena raised an eyebrow, recognizing the implication. Bolin was in cahoots with Morgan too? She shook her

head, knowing that the idiot would have to go down with Morgan. It couldn't be helped.

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