Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 83: Restless night...

Desmond stormed out of the sitting room in a measured step as he struggled to suppress the fury burning within him.

He had hoped the Old man will do something about this lady who keeps on throwing her weight around.

He couldn’t believe it—over something as trivial as a shopping trip, he had lost two of his most loyal staff. It felt surreal, completely unexpected.

Back in his private lounge, he poured himself a glass of champagne, sinking into his chair as he tried to analyze the situation. But then his sinking feeling kept hammering on one word

"Jessica".

How had she managed to turn things around so easily? He needed to understand her role in all of this—was she acting alone, or was someone backing her?

Just as he took a sip of the wine, his phone dinged with an incoming call. He glanced at the caller ID, and in an instant, he felt the blood drain from his face. His grip tightened around the glass as a sense of unease settled over him.

Taking a steadying breath, he answered the call.

"i am listening," he said, his voice low and controlled.

The voice on the other end was sharp, laced with displeasure. "Desmond, what the hell happened? Two of our people gone—do you have any idea what kind of mess this is?"

"Am sorry, it was an oversight." Desmond responded.

"Oversight, you say? How?" The voice queried with authority. Desmond shivered lightly. He couldn’t imagine what it could be talking to the same person in his presence.

Desmond clenched his jaw, swirling the champagne in his glass as he tried to mask his frustration. "It was unexpected. I didn’t anticipate Jessica would act so boldly."

"Jessica?" The voice scoffed. "That woman again? You assured me she was nothing to worry about. But from what I see, she’s proving to be more than just an inconvenience."

she didn’t do anything and it was due to sheer coincidence. Desmond

thinning. He had underestimated her, dismissed her

time and again, she had disrupted his plans,

her," he said through

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line went dead, leaving Desmond staringlu0 at his

the glass down with a soft clink, his lips curled

need of waiting anymore". He

~Vera’s room~

room restlessly, her heels clicking against the floor in sharp,

she had constantly lost to Jessica severally— a girl from the countryside and Davis had shut her out so easily, just

the situation might have been out of hand but the The Davis she knew

an impenetrable wall around himself, and no matter how she tried, she couldn’t get

dependent on any girl or woman, so much that the ten years they spent he had always been the one in control but Jessica proves different, Has she turned him to

But then

fists as frustration bubbled within her. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. She had a plan, a perfectly crafted one, yet

phone rang, snapping her back to reality. She glanced at the screen—her

a deep breath, she answered.

you plan to drag this out?" His voice was sharp,

need more time," she said quickly, trying to steady her voice. "Davis is being

his tone filled with irritation. "You told me you could handle this, that you would

I understand but you should know the situation now is different because I am his sister-in-law because am

I have no time for your excuses and the earlier you do what is expected of you, the better." He

hard. Of course, she understood. It was all about their quest for power, the influence, the connections. It was about

Father, I....I ... Will try my best within the shortest possible time," she