Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Shareholders Meeting VIII

Shock and disbelief rippled through the boardroom, canceling every noise in every way that it could; and a tense silence settled in, heavy with unasked questions and confused emotions, underscored by barely restrained anger.

Zack, for one, was grappling with a potent mix of rage and confusion, his heart racing in his chest.

"So, you’re trying to tell me, Mr. Ethan, that when you purchased my company, it was actually Doctor Athena who gave the order? The company is actually hers?" He clenched his fists, needing to confirm this absurd reality for the sake of his sanity. His mind was threatening to unravel!

"Yes," Ethan replied calmly, a single word that detonated a bomb of expletives throughout the room.

"Shit!"

"Oh, my God!"

"What the hell!"

"This is crazy!"

"Damn!!"

The shareholders could barely contain their shock, each voice layering on the disbelief that permeated the air.

Even Old Mr. Thorne and his wife were not exempt from the wave of astonishment washing over the assembly.

So, all this time, Ethan, the business guru, had merely been a pawn in Athena’s grand scheme? Old Mr. Thorne shook his head slowly, awe etched onto his features.

He had truly adopted well! No wonder she displayed such little concern for his wealth; no wonder she didn’t care if he left the twins anything in the inheritance. She had more than enough of her own.

As he glanced at his wife, he found a similar awe-stricken expression reflected back at him.

"We have an awesome daughter," She whispered with a smile, her eyes glistening with pride. The smile widened when her husband bobbled his head eagerly in agreement.

Meanwhile, Zack’s fury escalated, sparking as he slammed his fist angrily on the table. He couldn’t contain his frustration any longer, rising to his feet. "How dare you, Athena?!!"

"I suggest you watch your mouth, Zack. Don’t forget your place, unless you want to lose everything," Ethan spoke, tilting his head to the side with an air of calm authority. "Just because I’m an employee doesn’t mean I lack power over anything."

"You... you..." Zack stuttered, baffled, turning to Athena, pointing a condemning finger at her.

But Athena remained unfazed, nonchalant, her focus entirely on her nails as if she were getting a manicure in a salon rather than sitting in a high-stakes business meeting.

Eventually, Zack collapsed back into his seat, resigning himself to the futility of his fury when Athena didn’t even spare him a glance.

"You did it, didn’t you? You finally achieved everything you wanted. You finally had your revenge." He muttered bitterly, but this time there was no response, no balm to soothe the gnawing ache in his soul.

Here he had been, laughing at Alfonso for selling out to Athena, blissfully unaware that the same fate had quietly befallen him as well.

"So, if Athena is really the owner of Zack’s company, does that mean she is also the owner of Alfonso’s company?" Madam Ruby asked, her voice rising to echo the thoughts of everyone in the room.

"Yes, she is," Ethan replied, his tone as dispassionate as if he were discussing the weather, oblivious to the collapse of Alfonso’s world.

He didn’t need to remain in the oblivion for long. For within seconds, Alfonso surged to his feet and charged toward Athena, rage radiating off him.

To strangle her neck? No one could tell—his anger seemed almost palpable, yet he didn’t even cover five feet before Aiden intercepted him.

"I suggest you stay where you are, Alfonso. Or leave, since you’ve just signed the share transfer. You are no longer a shareholder in this company," Aiden warned.

Alfonso’s bitterness manifested as an inward thought: neither did he own a company of his own anymore.

At least Clark still has a company to run! He wallowed in silent despair. At least he has a family to return to. A grandchild, even, last I checked.

But not him. He had nothing now.

Alfonso’s mind and eyes burned with angry tears as he reflected sorrowfully on what he had lost: his wife, his company, his position in the elders’ council, his shares in Ewan’s company, and what felt like his entire reputation among his townspeople.

The only thing left was Fiona, and that was contingent on whether Morgan really would rescue them.

Well, if that brat doesn’t pull through, I would rather commit suicide than be subjected to more of Athena’s schemes—more of her revenge plays. He thought, seething.

Yet, if the Morgan did pull off this escape plan, then Athena should brace herself for a fight to the death because he would make sure she regretted the day she was born.

Fiona went pale, her mouth snapping shut immediately. She couldn’t afford to lose the last semblance of dignity and reputation she had left in front of these gossips. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

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