Chapter 1660: Seeking Revenge For Mommy

Chapter 1660: Seeking Revenge for Mommy

On the other side, at Rohomes.

Athena half-lay on the bed, deep into the night. The floor-to-ceiling

windows were open, and the dark night spread out in all directions. She

gazed at the twinkling stars outside, the crescent moon hanging in the

sky. Regardless of the beauty of the scenery, her eyes still held a

sinister darkness.

Cloud stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, making a phone call.

He deliberately lowered his voice, and as the conversation progressed,

his expression grew increasingly solemn.

Occasionally, he glanced behind him at the woman lying on the bed,

her face pale.

Last time, a bullet from Magnan had pierced her left scapula, and the

wound had not healed yet. Although it had stopped bleeding, the pain

remained. It would take a hundred days for such injuries to recover, and

it might not fully heal for a while.

Athena held her left shoulder, as she often experienced pain at night,

preventing her from falling asleep.

And all of this was thanks to Joyce.

She clenched the bedsheet tighter and tighter, her hatred almost

grinding her teeth to pieces.

Damn Joyce, she made her endure this extreme pain.

She vowed to make Joyce pay for it. To make her suffer a

thousandfold, ten thousandfold. She wanted to crush Joyce to dust.

Otherwise, the deep resentment in her heart would never be resolved.

Cloud finished the call and walked over, seeing Athena sweating from

the pain.

His brows furrowed deeply. The injury this time was indeed severe,

something even a man would find unbearable, let alone Athena, who

had been pampered since childhood. However, he also knew that

Joyce had hesitated at the time. She didn't know their identities or the

power they belonged to, and she was wary of them being foreigners.

That was why she didn't aim for Athena's head.

Otherwise, a headshot would have been within Joyce's capabilities.

Athena was now practically a corpse.

"Suzuki, give me an injection,” Athena squeezed her arm, her nails

deeply embedded in her flesh.

"No, excessive use of opioids can lead to addiction. Endure it for a

while. You'll get through it,” Cloud sat down next to Athena. "Athena,

think about it. You've been in a coma for so many years. What did you

wake up for? The things you need to do haven't even started. You

absolutely cannot become dependent on medication.”

"What nonsense! If I tell you to give me an injection, then give it to me,"

Athena roared in anger, her teeth chattering.

The pain was the most difficult to endure at night.

Cloud got up and opened the safe, taking out a box of opioid painkillers

and gave one to Athena. At the same time, he handed her a glass of

water. "Take this, it will provide some relief, and it has the least harm to

you."

“I don't want this. It's useless," Athena raised her hand in anger.

The teacup was instantly knocked over and water spilled all over the

floor.

Cloud furrowed his brow. He kneeled down, picked up the medication

from the floor, and tore off some paper towels to clean up the spilled

water.

“You can't have the injection,” he said firmly. “You're already on the

verge of addiction. Endure it for now. It's within your tolerance, and you

can't rely on medication.”

“I can't endure it," Athena's anger flared, and she swept everything off

the bedside table, making a mess on the floor.

Actually, it wasn't that she couldn't endure it.

She was just too infuriated and couldn't swallow her pride, which made

the sensory pain feel even worse.

The loud noise disturbed Iris, who was sleeping next door.

She got up from her bed and gently pushed open the door. She saw

the mess on the floor and shrank back in fear. Then she noticed

Athena's contorted face, which frightened her even more.

She had never seen Athena in such a terrifying state. In her impression,

Athena had always been gentle and kind to her.

Standing at the door, she didn't dare to move forward, but she was also

worried. She stood there, fidgeting with her hands.

Athena caught sight of Iris standing by the door. Immediately, her

expression changed, and she took a deep breath, forcing herself to

smile. She waved at Iris.

"Did we wake you up? Come here."

Iris timidly walked forward, seeing that Athena's expression was gentle,

and only then did she dare to climb onto the bed and sit next to Athena.

"Mommy, are you in pain?" the soft little hand gently touched Athena's

bandaged wound.

Athena nodded. "Yes, it hurts a lot.”

Cloud handed her another painkiller, and this time Athena didn't refuse

or throw a tantrum. She swallowed the medication.

"Who hurt mommy?" Iris's face flushed with anger.

"Yeah, if Iris finds out who hurt me, will you seek revenge for me?"

Athena's eyes flashed with a hint of sinister intent. She reached out and

tousled Iris's hair.

"Of course! I will make her taste the pain mommy felt!" Iris said

earnestly.

Athena smiled wickedly. Good, Iris was completely under her control.

From the moment she opened her eyes, she was the first person Iris

saw, and afterwards, it was always her. She arranged various teachers

to train Iris.

She discovered that Iris had great talent. She learned to read quickly,

had a strong aptitude for mathematics, and had a sharp business mind

at such a young age. She was shrewd and good at reading people's

expressions and words. It seemed she inherited this from Luther.

Moreover, Iris had a proud and stubborn personality. Once she made

up her mind, it was difficult to change it. This trait was very similar to

Luther. In short, Iris was a replica of Luther.

Currently, Iris was completely influenced by her, which gave Athena

great control over her.

Athena took out her phone, opened the photo album, enlarged a

picture of Joyce, and handed it to Iris.

"Look, remember her face. She is the one who hurt me. She is the bad

person.”

Iris took Athena's phone and looked at the person in the photo, trying

hard to memorize her appearance.

"I remember, mommy. She made mommy suffer like this. She's so

wicked! I won't let her go," Iris said with determination.

Athena's smile grew evil. She tightly embraced Iris and kissed her

cheek. "Good girl, mommy didn't raise you in vain. You must seek

revenge for mommy."

"Yeah," Iris nodded her young head.

"Alright, go to sleep. Uncle and I still have things to discuss," Athena

rubbed Iris's hair and looked at her affectionately, her smile alluring.

"Okay, mommy, you should sleep early too. When you're asleep, you

won't feel the pain anymore," Iris slid off the bed and skipped towards

the door.

As she closed the door, she turned around and waved to Athena.

The moment the door closed.

Athena's expression instantly changed, and her smile disappeared in

an instant.

In its place was a sinister and cold look.

"Suzuki, what did you say on the phone just now?" Athena asked.

Cloud crossed his arms. "I received some information. Luther and

Joyce have arrived in Mufron and have been to the cemetery. I'm sorry,

the people monitoring them have been a bit lax recently and overlooked

this.”

Athena's lips curled up, a smile as sinister as hell. "It doesn't matter,

they should know by now. Let them investigate, no need to hide.

Especially from Luther.”

She couldn't help but touch her injured shoulder.

She had to recover quickly.

The show was about to begin, and she couldn't miss it.