Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224: The Secret Room

For a second, Athena didn’t know what to say or do. She sat, dazed, confused, just watching the president, who had a thin smile on his lips.

Athena immediately felt a surge of anger rise within her, a desperate urge to slap that smile away, to dash the president’s head against the wall. Maybe then, he would take this seriously. Maybe then, he would show his cards, and not keep wasting her time.

Did they put a clown in this seat, or what? She wondered, exhaling softly afterward as she relaxed back into the chair. If he wanted to play rough, then he should play rough. If he wanted to reason with her, well, he should go ahead with that. Why the back and forth? And why did she feel this was all a game to him?

Athena held back from cussing out loud; she hated games—especially those where she wasn’t winning, where she wasn’t the initiator. She pressed her lips tightly together as she watched the president saunter gallantly to his seat, acting as if he had no care in the world, as if he weren’t aware that she was irritated.

She couldn’t help but wish that Gianna had followed her here. Maybe things would be different; her best friend always had a way with people.

"How do you feel, Doctor Athena?"

What now? Athena thought, struggling to hold back a scoff. She didn’t know how long she could keep it in, however, how long she could respectfully remain calm before the highest official in the country.

"I asked you a question, Doctor Athena..." The president continued after a moment of silence.

Yet, Athena said nothing. He thought he could irritate her, push her up against the wall? Well, he should prepare to have a taste of his own medicine.

President or not, she wouldn’t tolerate nonsense!

She smiled widely thereafter, when the president’s jaw slackened for a nano second before it righted itself again, when he realized she was playing the game too.

"I see that’s how you want to play it," He said, nodding his head slowly, before standing up again.

Athena didn’t respond, though she raised an eyebrow when the president smiled.

"You live up to the research, Doc. That’s good; you can hold your own ground. Follow me."

Athena’s brows knitted together as she watched the president walk to the eastern side of his office, where a huge painting of the country’s slogan and history was hanging.

"Aren’t you coming?"

"Coming to what? You want to walk straight into a..." Athena paused, looking at the wall, her eyes widening slightly when she saw some telling signs on the creamy surface: there was a room behind that wall!

"I see you are as observant as your friend said," The president remarked, still smiling.

Athena’s eyebrows furrowed further. "Friend? What friend?"

The president shrugged. "The answers you seek are on the other side of this wall."

Still, Athena didn’t stand up. She wasn’t about to follow a strange president into nowhere. She had her family, her patients, and her companies to worry about.

President George raised his hands. "I promise you will not be harmed. After all, you are the key to curing this disastrous disease ravaging the country. What would be my gain in killing you?"

Athena shrugged. "I don’t know. Maybe to put me and my cure away so that you and your friends can make money off your sick citizens?"

The president’s mouth fell open in surprise for a moment before he laughed loudly, holding his belly. Athena thought she had never seen a president so free and loose. Wasn’t he taught some etiquette?

"You really think I’m behind the Gray disease?" President George asked, still laughing.

"Maybe," Athena replied, finally getting to her feet.

Worst came to worst, she had sent a text to Aiden. He would come to her rescue if things went south.

"Let’s head in then, Mr. President. Let’s see the secret you are hiding."

The president nodded, smiling, and turned back to the wall. Tapping some spaces on the surface, which would look ordinary to a bystander, he pushed the painting to the right. As the door began to open, he stepped back.

Athena tsked as she saw a hallway emerge—neat and well-lit. "Well, who would have thought there was a secret passage in the presidential office?" She mused as she stepped into the space, followed by the president. The walls closed behind them.

"It is known only to the presidents and the secret operations, mainly for escape should there be a need for that. But this is an important meeting, and I don’t want to be interrupted, nor do I want any case of leakage," The president explained as he led the way. "I’m sorry for earlier... I was just bored."

Athena said nothing to that. She rather looked around the secret passage, amazed at the well-constructed passageway.