Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: Meeting The President

"Please wait here, Doctor Athena. The president will call you in shortly."

"He’s in another meeting?" Athena asked the beautiful middle-aged secretary, settling into one of the lush sofas, which she guessed was imported from Italy—the artistry was quite peculiar to the country; elegant, and simple at the same time.

"Yes, with the chief of staff and a few cabinet members..." The secretary replied with a soft smile, staring at Athena longer than necessary.

"Is there a problem, uhm..."

"Joan..." The secretary filled in, smiling more widely.

"Yeah, Joan. Is there a problem?" Athena asked, placing her crocodile leather black laptop bag on her thighs and resting her hands on it.

"Not at all, Doctor Athena. It’s just that I’m a huge fan of yours. I can’t believe I’m seeing you up close..."

Athena raised an eyebrow, not understanding the hype. She wasn’t a musical artist kept away from the people by an excessive amount of guards. If Joan wanted to see her, she only needed to stop by Whitman Hospital.

However, Athena nodded all the same, smiling. It was good to have a fan; it could prove useful sometimes...

"So, the meeting—what’s it all about? Anything related to me?"

Joan pursed her lips, her smile disappearing as she contemplated divulging the president’s business to her role model.

Athena sighed. Maybe not useful... "It’s okay, I shouldn’t have even..."

But Joan shook her head. "It’s okay. It’s nothing much, since you’ll be going in soon. The meeting is about you. The cabinet members in there weren’t entirely pleased that the president wants to meet you personally. They are of the opinion that you should submit your research and laboratory location by force if you refuse to abide by the order willingly."

Athena’s brows shot up in surprise. Here she was, calculating her response if the president demanded her research; she didn’t know there were other influences.

But, to be honest, she had expected this; either from the president or whomever.

Reading the international news early that morning, she had seen the waves her research was making. Only two hours ago, she had received more than fifty emails from different hospitals all over the globe seeking her guidance on how to tackle the Grey disease.

Athena had no problems sharing her research, but she needed to eliminate the people producing the Grey disease first. If not, whatever effort she made would be in vain. All the same, she was working together with Old Mr. Thorne and Aiden to find a way to replicate her drugs so they could reach other countries without getting intercepted.

Athena rubbed her forehead tiredly. She should push that thought aside for now and focus on the meeting with the president. She needed to prepare to face whatever awaited her there.

The president was a young man in his early forties. Was he easily influenced by those old-timers, seeing as he was most likely placed there by someone else controlling the buttons? Or was he a man of his own?

She sighed and looked at Joan, who was still staring at her as if gauging her expression.

"Will you let him have it either way?" The latter asked.

Athena shook her head. "It’s too dangerous."

Joan nodded in agreement. "Thought as much. From the last news broadcast involving Mrs. Mendoza, it was obvious. I think the president should just help out in any way you wish and not stand in your way... Maybe provide more security to track down Morgan Steeles since his picture is all over every news outlet in the country."

Athena smiled thinly. "Thanks for your help and trust, Joan. I hope too that the president will see reason and that Morgan Steeles will be apprehended as soon as possible."

Just then, her phone dinged with a text. "Excuse me, Joan," she said, retrieving her phone from her bag. Joan nodded and returned to her work on the system.

Meanwhile, Athena’s heart raced as she saw that the message was from Susan.

Finally! She thought, yet her fingers hovered over the unopened text—she was scared of what she would find written within.

Images raced through her mind; maybe Heron sending a text through Susan’s phone or Susan sending a cry for help with a gun pressed against her forehead.

Athena shook her head and inhaled deeply. "Susan is fine," She muttered and tapped the message.

"Hi Athena, I’m in. And it’s like you suspected, the whole gang is in disarray, probably why they believed me easily when I told them I was Heronica. Meeting Morgan was, to be honest, a bit scary. Even though he is as handsome as depicted in the pictures, he is also as evil. He’s been breaking furniture and appliances since last night, cursing you out and threatening hail and brimstone. Lol.

Well, he asked me a couple of questions, and I was able to answer. Dr. Alvarez really helped out with Heronica’s past and all! If not, I would have been fried jet black by Morgan!

Also, I think we should go ahead with Plan 2 as soon as possible. Seeing as they are in disarray, it will be a walk in the park for us to come in, take some of the gang members for questioning, and destroy all the drugs.

This morning, I heard him speaking over the phone with someone. I didn’t hear much, but I did catch a name: Mr. Whitman? Isn’t that Mr. Herbert? What do you think Morgan wants with him?

Are there any suspicious movements in the hospital? Well, I’ll be sending you updates. See you soon. And thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

The only suspicious activity in the hospital is the presence of those devilish twins! Athena still couldn’t wrap her head around why they wanted to work with her, given that they hated her presence just as much as she hated theirs.