Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 119: Didn’t you ask me to play?

Davis cast a sidelong glance at Jessica, his lips curling into a knowing smirk. He fully understood the implications of her words.

"Alright," he murmured, amusement flickering in his gaze. "It all depends on how you want to play."

Jessica arched a brow. "Are you serious? Davis Allen, you should be the one playing, not me. So tell me—how do you want to play?" There was a teasing lilt to her voice, but her eyes gleamed with interest.

Davis exhaled slowly, his expression darkening. After a brief pause, he turned to Jessica with a raised brow. "Can you lend me your men?"

Jessica’s smirk deepened. "And what will I get in return?" she teased.

Ethan had been off the board since his disappearance, leaving Davis with limited resources to handle this crisis. Employing Jessica’s men was the best option. The irony of it all amused him.

Davis leaned back, a rare glint of gratitude softening his gaze. "Having you on my side is already my greatest advantage."

Jessica chuckled, tossing a grape into her mouth as she regarded him thoughtfully. "So, what’s next?

Ethan, who stepped in, paused briefly at the doorway, his stomach tightening then he swallowed hard.

Watching Davis and Jessica discuss destruction like a casual game made his throat dry, he silently prayed for Desmond.

"Poor Desmond. He doesn’t even know what’s coming for him." He mused.

One of them is deadly enough, but together... he shuddered yet he couldn’t help it they are lethal.

Over the past few days, it was as if Davis had undergone a total transformation.

His renewed vigor, the razor-sharpness in his gaze, and his relentless focus cutting through everything unfolding like a blade as he kept tabs on everything happening could only surmise one thing —Davis had changed.

seen him like this before. It was like watching a man return from the

out his hand toward Jessica, his steady gaze locked onto

an inquisitive gaze before tossing her phone to him. ""I hope this play of yours is worth my phone bill and better not be

when the deadliest one is right here?" Jessica rolled her

phone and

a few rings, Richard’s voice came through the speaker.

voice turned wary. "Wait... Davis?"

clearly not expected to hear that voice, especially with Jessica’s faint

indicated he was somewhere busy. But what truly stunned him was hearing Davis’s voice with her phone and Jessica’s unmistakable presence in the

calm but firm. Though, he

exhaled. "Depends.

leaned back, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.

should hit the Allen Group—something strong enough to reverse the result of the press conference and plunge everything into chaos again." His voice was smooth, almost playful, but there was a dangerous

out a low whistle. "That’s

"Can you do it

Richard chuckled. "Of course. But I need

gave Richard a few more

at

his forehead. "Yes, Boss." He hurried off, inwardly

"What exactly are you planning?" Her voice was steady, but there was a spark of curiosity—and perhaps a hint of

gaze, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Didn’t you ask me to play?" His voice was low, almost

play, but I never asked

send someone to the playground, do you still want to restrict how they play? Or would you rather play for

playing, but looking at your face, I’m afraid the Allen Group might meet its end today," Jessica

they really are a couple. He sighed inwardly and wiped an imaginary tear for Desmond. It seemed everything had been working against him since Davis’s

Davis, who powered it on immediately. In no