"S—Sir this is a misunderstanding." Athena hurriedly lowered her gun. "I apologize. I thought you were the one from the enemy that attacked yesterday. I wanted to protect Grey, so I brought a gun. I didn't know you were Grey's father. I am really sorry."
"You're just a servant daring to hold my son's gun. Then you also dare to just call his name? You—"
"Father. She's not a servant. She's my wife. Athena. The wife I once told you about," Grey interrupted.
Wilson, who was just about to shoot, was startled. Wilson turned to Grey, before looking back at Athena. "What?" he asked incredulously.
Grey quickly stood up, assisted by Ocean, then stood next to Athena and suddenly took her hand. Athena was surprised, but eventually let go. Athena knew that the acting between them had already begun. Athena hurriedly returned Grey's handshake so as not to be suspected.
"Yes. She's my wife, Father. Athena."
