"Really, Athena, you just escaped by a hair's breadth a couple of hours ago, and you are already trying to loop yourself into another trouble?" Aiden asked, stepping into the room, followed by Gianna, after Mary and Matthew had angrily stormed past them—they had been eavesdropping.
Gianna was nonplussed, to say the least.
Athena snorted softly and turned away from them, toward her children, who also wore expressions of surprise on their faces.
"You can't blame me. They just had to don those stupid airs of theirs in front of my children," She finally said, swinging her legs out of the bed, testing their strength by tapping them softly on the floor.
Aiden shook his head. "You should have just ignored them."
Athena cursed and swivelled to face him, glaring at him hotly. "Why are you sounding like you don't know what those two are? Why did you even let them treat me?"
