Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149: The Court Case XII

The murmurs in the council hall swirled like a restless wind, a cacophony of intrigue and unease. Tension hung thick in the air, nearly palpable, as whispers of doubt danced around the room.

"Do you think Kendra’s father is that evil man, Morgan?" A voice trembled from the back. "Do you think he will be allowed to step in here?"

"I’d flee if it was him! That man is a monster!" Another voice replied, panic lacing their words, underlying fear threading through their tone.

"Come on! Don’t be ridiculous! Athena wouldn’t put our lives at risk just to prove a point," Someone else tried to pacify the gathering, but their uncertainty undermined the assurance of their words.

In conclusion, no one wanted to be present when Morgan would be ushered into the hall. After all, this was merely a council hall, there was no security detail anywhere to keep them safe, should things go south!

Meanwhile, Ewan’s gaze locked onto Fiona, whose brow was deeply furrowed, confusion evident in her expression.

She finally exchanged furtive glances with her father, Alfonso, whose sudden stoic demeanor seemed out of place in the current chaotic atmosphere.

What was Athena planning now? Hasn’t the witch done enough? What did she know that could shatter the delicate web that had been constructed for years?

"Athena, what are you talking about? You want to bring that evil man inside this court?" Elder Timothy shook his head. "Don’t worry, I’m sure we can make do with the evidences you have submitted. Surely, we can conclude the case with them."

But Athena cocked her head to the side, looking at Elder Timothy intensely. "Of course not, I won’t put the community at risk in that way. So no, I’m not bringing Morgan to the council. I’m bringing Kendra’s father."

Two different things. Ewan thought. Two different people. Who could it be then?

Elder Timothy raised his eyebrows and then nodded. "If that’s the case, bring the witness in. We’ll like to know who is Kendra’s father."

Alfonso inhaled deeply, and looked up to the ceilings, as if beckoning on the heavens to save him from another round of shame. Yet, no answer came for him.

Instead, it was his daughter’s voice that he heard.

"Elder Timothy," Fiona began, her voice shaking with uncertainty yet firm, "you cannot seriously consider bringing any witnesses forward without first—"

"Enough!" Elder Timothy’s voice boomed across the hall, silencing Fiona, and the swirling murmurs in an instant.

His earlier cloak of fear that had donned him at the thought of entertaining Morgan in his council was replaced with sheer disgust and anger at the offending woman. His commanding presence hung over the crowd like an ever-present shadow.

"Athena, bring in the witness."

"With pleasure, my lord..." Athena replied with a smile and a curt bow before turning to the entrance door.

Two claps of her hands, and the large ancient door creaked open with an ominous groan.

For six years ago, after the court day, he had sought for the latter, and had not found him. He had even thought him dead at one point. Yet, here was, looking all well kept, in flesh and blood. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}