Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: The Court Case IX

"Athena, do you have more evidence to present?" Elder Timothy asked, his gaze steadfast as Ewan returned to his seat, appearing calm yet visibly shaken.

Athena nodded, her eyes flickering to Ewan. She felt a surge of relief seeing his color had returned; he was no longer as pale as before. Good, she mused inwardly. He was ready for the next round of revelations.

With a confident smile brushing her lips, Athena turned back to her list of contents and clicked on the fifth entry, titled "The Waiter."

Instantly, a newspaper article illuminating the tragic death of a waiter filled the screen, accompanied by a grim headshot of the deceased. Gasps rippled through the assembly, and a tense silence fell.

Fiona, who had positioned herself as stoic and unflappable, suddenly appeared rigid with shock, her facade cracking. Surely it couldn’t be...

She shut her eyes tightly, apprehension intertwining with confusion. How? How was Athena managing this? Did Morgan send her this information, seeking revenge for her earlier disobedience?

But he had already punished her! She could still feel the marks on her buttocks! Surely it couldn’t be him; wouldn’t he prefer to remain a shadow, hiding from the light?

"Do you all remember this news about a waiter who was inhumanly killed, even castrated?" Athena’s voice rang out powerfully, shattering the silence and drawing murmurs from the crowd.

Affirmative echoes bounced back, the tension palpable in the air.

"Good. For those of you who have seen the ghastly images—though I cannot present them here due to the sensitivity—who do you think was behind this heinous act?"

"The gang!" The audience chorused, some eager elders included, but their voices were tinged with fear, careful not to invoke the gang’s name directly.

Athena nodded knowingly, like a teacher pleased with her students’ responses.

"Excellent. You’ve clearly done your research," She replied, a calculated gleam in her eyes. "Now, let’s delve into the reason I brought this matter up in relation to our case..."

She paused, locking eyes with Fiona, her smile coy and self-assured.

The people in the room began making their own deductions, their expressions a mix of curiosity and disbelief, struggling to comprehend why Fiona would harm a mere waiter.

"The waiter in question is Marcus Lukas, the head waiter of the Restaurant Continentalò. On the 16th of November, Fiona dropped into the establishment for a meal. She was attended to by a waiter, but when her cards were declined, it was the head waiter who intervened. Because she couldn’t pay her bill, Marcus suggested she help in the kitchen, washing dishes, so they wouldn’t have to detain her, so she could leave without security manhandling her. Yet our lovely Fiona refused to lift a finger, unwilling to help for a few hours. So, what happened next?"

Athena’s voice dripped with mockery as she paused for effect, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She picked up her cane and struck the table gently, clicking her tongue.

"When Marcus realized what she wanted—what she was truly after—he made her an offer: to spend one night with him. And, surprisingly, she accepted without hesitation..."

"That’s not true!" Fiona shouted, her carefully constructed composure crumbling with each word. Surely, there was no way Athena could have evidence to support such a claim! Morgan had made sure to eliminate anything that could implicate her after the punishment she endured.