Chapter 116: A Troubling Report II
After going through the reports, Sandro’s heart raced as confusion and disbelief flooded his mind.
A few moments later, he dropped Ewan’s phone on the table, the thud echoing like the final hammer of a judge’s gavel.
It can’t be! He thought desperately, trying to reconcile the Athena he knew with the Athena painted in the report—one tangled in tyranny and horror. The two didn’t mesh, and he shook his head in disbelief, unaware of how his action further aggravated Ewan’s simmering rage.
"So, even after seeing proof, you’re still choosing to believe that Athena is innocent?" Ewan’s voice was sharp, a knife cutting through the air between them.
Sandro found himself speechless, helplessly pushing the phone back toward Ewan while meeting his friend’s turmoil-laden gaze.
"There’s not a flicker of doubt in you concerning this report?" Sandro finally asked, folding his hands, still feeling the heat mark that the so-called evidence had burnt into his hands.
Ewan ignored the tightening sensation in his chest, dismissing it as anger. "No flicker at all! Haven’t I always told you she’s evil, cunning, and scheming? Didn’t I tell both you and Zane, but none of you believed me? Only Fiona sees the serpent that Athena truly is!"
Sandro felt the weight of those words crash against his defenses. "Don’t compare Fiona and Athena. Athena is way better than her."
The moment he finished speaking, Ewan slammed his fist into the desk, startling Sandro as he struggled to understand the source of his friend’s fury.
"You shouldn’t be comparing them at all! At least Fiona isn’t a murderer!" Ewan shot back, his voice reverberating off the walls.
Sandro looked away, staring out the window. "I think this report is false."