Zack wetted his lips with his tongue, hearing Ewan’s impatient statement, not oblivious to its intent. "Well, as I was saying, Athena was too curious, too intelligent for her years. Perhaps if I had looked beyond my selfishness then, I would have seen her for the genius she was and..."
"Use her the more. Maybe to strike more business and political deals for you?" Ewan interrupted, as if stating a fact.
Zack paused with his mouth open, staring at Ewan keenly.
"Am I wrong?" Ewan continued, his brow raising, daring Zack to refute the answer.
Zack closed his mouth, turned away from Ewan and beckoned to a waiter. "More coffee, please." He placed his order, before reverting to his unwanted guests. "That’s beside the point, Ewan. It’s not necessary now, the what ifs..."
Sandro and Ewan couldn’t help the sarcastic chuckle that broke from their lips, an unwelcome sound that caused Zack to swallow uncomfortably, both his words and his saliva.
"Of course, Zack. By all means, continue." Ewan gestured, leaning backward into his seat, absolutely happy and relieved that Zack had been among those that had thought Athena was an illiterate.
"I will just get straight to the accident point..."
"That will be better for everyone." Sandro added, nodding his head in agreement, placing his hands on the table, waiting for the main reason they had come here.
Although he didn’t think that Athena was the woman that had saved Ewan those years ago, he was still curious about the accident had made the entire town believe she was illiterate. Who had even spread the damn news?!
"On that day, Athena left the house as usual..."
"As usual?" Ewan interrupted again, gesturing with a flick of his hands that Zack explain himself.
"As I mentioned earlier, she was very active and curious. Every morning, especially during the weekends, she wandered around the mansion. But when the accident happened was during the school holidays, she went out every morning then. I wasn’t sure where she went to, but since she always came back, dutifully, during the accorded time. So, I had no issues, neither did her mother. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if my wife, Calista, knew where she was always going to—they were always whispering and talking. Albeit, because she wasn’t a... male... child..."
A pause, where Zack waited, perhaps, for a shoe to land on him. When he met the gazes of the men in front of him, he was surprised a little to note the bland expressions on their faces. However, he knew that they just wanted to get this over with.
"Because Athena wasn’t my blood, wasn’t a male child too, I couldn’t be bothered about her, not really, so long as she did what she was supposed to do in the house, so long as she obeyed instructions without hesitating." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
It was on the tip of Ewan’s tongue to ask if there was a time Athena ever hesitated and what punishment was accorded to her when she did, but time was running past—there was no time for the extras. That can come up anytime, during his research.
"So, on that fateful day, when she left and didn’t come back at the slated time, my wife became very worried. Me, I was just annoyed that she was bringing up the blood pressure of my wife, so I kept threatening hail and brimstones on the girl, not knowing that some evil had befallen her."
A pause, where he chuckled and shook his head sadly.
"We waited for a few hours after the slated time, and when she still didn’t come back, I started to get worried, not because I actually cared, but because of my wife. Calista had gotten so attached to Athena, that if anything had happened to the little one then, she would have died those years ago." A contemplative pause, where he started the slow beat on the table again.
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