Chapter 245: Long Night IX
"So, Ewan, how is it going with the company and the fire outbreak? Have you discovered anything new yet? Have you gotten any other messages from the unknown number?" Old Mr. Thorne asked as they all settled into the sofas in the smaller sitting room.
Gianna and Old Mrs. Thorne had whisked the children away to tuck them in, leaving in the room, Ewan with his friends, Old Mr. Thorne, Athena, Aiden, and Antonio.
Ewan hesitated, his eyes flitting through everyone in the room as if checking to see if they were trustworthy. Sensing his uncertainty, Athena seized the opportunity to send Antonio on his way. It was half past nine now.
"Antonio, didn’t you say you had an early meeting tomorrow and a late meeting tonight with Herbert?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Antonio, who had been eager for this latter part of the meeting, furrowed his brows and turned to Athena.
He nodded however, remembering that he had actually told her so.
Clearing his throat, he got to his feet, kissed her on the lips before she could turn her cheeks away—much to Ewan’s chagrin—and said his goodbyes.
"I will see you tomorrow then, my love," He said, flashing a charming smile.
Athena nodded, smiling back at him, but once he left, Zane scoffed, unable to help it. "He’s just showing off," He muttered as Gianna and Old Mrs. Thorne returned to the sitting room.
Athena laughed, amused by the banter. "You’ve got a problem with that, Zane?"
Zane shrugged, his expression turning serious. "Not as I do with his supposed meeting with my father. I spoke with my father before I left the house; he never mentioned a meeting with Antonio."