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.