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 was relaxed working on some of

the city's glittering skyline stretched out beyond the

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

asked, his

other end was fraught with tension. "Sir, we are having a

and tell me the details", he said rubbing his

lost. While the administrative

situation isn't one that his managers will handle. He has to handle it himself to ensure the

he said, rising from

of his departure, not even his fiancee Vera. There wasn't much time left. He made a mental note to put a call across to her before boarding the

one who had worked with him for several years navigated the streets with practiced

as the car sped toward the private airstrip where his jet awaited. But

through a red light at full speed, its horn blaring too late to warn anyone. Davis's driver swerved swiftly, attempting to avoid