Athena laughed then, a sound that echoed with reckless abandon.
Her laughter enveloped the council hall, creating a heavy silence born from sheer shock.
She laughed until tears streamed down her cheeks, unbothered by the glares of some of the townspeople or the veiled threats lurking in the eyes of others.
She laughed, holding her belly, shaking her head at intervals, and reveling in the absurdity of the moment.
Suddenly, she paused, fixing her widened eyes and laughing lips on Ewan.
"You want full rights? Wow, Ewan, you are really asking for it."
She laughed again, shaking her head as if lost in disbelief. "But then, that’s expected from a man who is set to die soon; greed and covetousness."
Her laughter faded, and a chilling scowl replaced her playful demeanor, causing several people to gasp—starting to believe that she truly was the villain Ewan had painted her as.
"Athena, stop threatening the plaintiff! What are you doing? Do you even know where you are?" Alfonso shouted, breaking the spell of shock that had settled over Elder Timothy.
The latter’s sharp voice did well to rattle Timothy from his stupor. "Athena, if you do that again, you will be sanctioned!"
"Of course," Athena replied, a smile blooming on her face as she gave a curt bow.
Elder Timothy shook his head, a nagging sense of foreboding creeping in. He glanced over at old Mr. Thorne, who seemed utterly unfazed, much like the people surrounding Athena.
What trickery were they plotting? Were they planning something sinister once this was all over, like blowing up the hall?
He shuddered at the thought and redirected his focus to Ewan, who, as he expected, was fuming under the weight of the threat over him.
"You dare threaten me, Athena? Is that because I came to you for help with my health?"
Sandro facepalmed himself, while Zane shook his head in disbelief.
Margaret frowned, sensing an underlying tension, especially as she noticed Fiona shaking her legs anxiously, as if struggling to keep herself from panicking.
What in the heaven’s name was going on?
"Ewan, calm down. We are still in a court session."
Ewan heaved a rough breath and turned to Elder Timothy. "I am done here. I’m sure you all know the right thing to do at this point. Surely, you can see that she is not fit to raise my children, any children at all."
Elder Timothy nodded gravely. "Of course, Mr. Ewan. But I must hear her side first before drawing any conclusions."
Ewan tsked in irritation. "Sure, but be careful. She has a way of charming her way into people’s hearts. Look at my friends..."
He pointed at Sandro and Zane, whose eyes widened as they unexpectedly became the center of attention. "She already has them wrapped around her little finger—Don’t be fooled by their presence beside me. Judge truthfully."
Elder Timothy nodded soberly. "I will, Ewan. You can trust me on this. I want your children to receive justice as well."
Ewan nodded, satisfied, and took his seat.
Elder Timothy exhaled deeply, placing the case file beside him before turning his attention to Athena. "Doctor Athena, it’s your turn. Please state why you should have custody of the children, along with your evidence."
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