Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 2: 2 End of bliss

Four months ago had been thrilling for Davis, life has been rosy, beautiful and triumphant. Success, fulfillment and advancement had all gone according to his expectations.

His company's turn over in that quarter had prompted him to give his workers special bonuses for the hardwork, he had also secured a multi-million dollar deals that had being the desires of all CEOs in the country making his company advance further— the deal had taken several months of negotiations, planning and re-planning to finalize. His R & D department has also been able to achieve a breakthrough to a major project that had plagued them for the past six months.

A team he had set up to attract foreign investors had also returned with a triumphant news and new investors investing in the company bringing in more profit. The accomplishment was a testament to his relentless effort, precise decision making and unmatched leadership.

His personal life was not left out. Having dated and loved Vera Louis for more than a decade; it's time to tie the knot. In regards to this his engagement to Vera Louis, the heiress of the influential Louis family, was publicly announced, solidifying a powerful alliance. Invitations had been sent, preparations underway, and whispers of admiration filled the social circles they both frequented. The future felt secure, each piece of the puzzle fitting perfectly. With the impending alliance, he was hopeful of a helper who will join him to take the Allen groups higher.

His schedule has already been planned for months to come, partners lined up waiting to be considered for collaboration.

The success was a reflection of his ability to inspire and lead. He had felt invincible, a man riding the crest of a wave.

But fate, as unpredictable as the winds, had other plans for him. If a soothsayer had predicted these turn of events Davis wouldn't had believed him for anything. He couldn't have imagined his story will turning around in a short period of time.

It was a quiet evening, the kind Davis treasured, a brief rest after the stress in the office and a slow pace of handling outstanding issues before going to bed at midnight.

the desk and papers scattered before him with his laptop light as he

beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, as his mind

interrupted the silence in the study. He glanced at the screen—Ethan, his assistant.

it?" Davis asked, his tone calm but

voice on the other end was fraught with tension. "Sir, we are having a critical problem at the he foreign branch

he said rubbing his brows

of some of the projects and several lives had been lost. While the administrative manager said he had compensated the family members, the situation had attracted the attention of the public and the government. If not

back in his chair, processing the information. He couldn't ignore this. The situation isn't one that his managers will handle. He has to handle it himself to ensure the credibility and to preserve

from his chair. "I'll handle this

informing anyone of his departure, not even his fiancee Vera. There wasn't much

at first. His driver a seasoned one who had worked with him for several years navigated the streets with practiced precision while Davis reviewed the

toward the private airstrip where his jet awaited. But then, the unexpected

to warn anyone. Davis's driver swerved swiftly, attempting to