Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 440

Chapter 440: Lucky III

"I want to end the gang, want to stop its operation..."

A hesitant pause. "Kael did something that he needs to atone for. He attacked my family, interfered in my business, breaching the contract between us both without providing any evidence of my doing the same..." Ewan spoke when John concurred that he got to why he had come to visit.

And when John said nothing, other than looking at him with a steady gaze, Ewan continued. "And to be honest, even if I don’t want—although I will—Athena is coming for them. They attacked her grandparents."

"Grandparents? To the best of my knowledge, she has no one other than that cunny Zack?"

Ewan shook his head. "Zack is old story, and not even her real father. She is a Thorne. Her mother is the late Emily Thorne..."

John’s mouth dropped open, even as his eyes widened fractions.

"You can’t... be... serious..." He stuttered, shaking his head slowly, disbelief shadowing his features. "What a small... world."

Ewan, of course, understood the latter’s shock. Hadn’t he himself been in such a state when Fiona had vomited truths that had been too unnerving?

And where the hell was that evil witch? If she loved her life, she better not involve herself any more in the mess she had created, or else... He left it hanging, reverting to the conversation with John.

"And in case you haven’t heard, she is also the infamous doctor known for her role in the Grey Virus disease..."

More shock plastered on John’s face. "I heard of the Athena Caddels of course, but I didn’t think..."

"I understand."

And Ewan put John up to date with the recent happenings in his city, keeping away, of course, the private talks he had with the family in the Thornes’ living room.

When he was done, John let out a heavy, tired sigh, shoulders sagging as if the weight of the years pressed harder on him. "I see." He muttered, and Ewan wondered on what level was the ’I see.’ A good or a bad one?

"You can go ahead then. I’ve lost touch with them after all, neither do I support the activities..." A loaded pause. "I’ve thought of calling Kael, you know, telling him to put down the operation, give it all up, but I know that would be a fool’s dream. He will never give it up. Neither will he be happy if he finds that I am still alive, that he has siblings..."

John’s eyes were filled with so much sorrow that Ewan knew what the one request of the former would be.

"I know he can be stupid, cruel too—after all I did train him—but promise that you won’t kill him. You can do away with the operations and all, but don’t touch his life."

Ewan exhaled softly, leaning forward, elbows braced on his knees. "You know I can’t do that. Things can get messy."

John relaxed into the sofa as one who had given up, his earlier erect posture–when Ewan started with the story telling–melting into resignation. He rubbed his hands together, the tremor in them betraying what he tried to mask.

"I know. But promise that you will try at least... that you will give him a chance to turn from his ways..."

Ewan sighed. "I promise. But if he shows no sign, I will take him out, John."

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