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.

It was like watching a man return from the dead, his

hand toward Jessica, his steady

an inquisitive gaze before tossing her phone to him. ""I hope this play of yours is worth my phone bill and

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

the phone and

rings, Richard’s voice came through

pause before his voice turned wary.

clearly not expected to hear that voice, especially

busy. But what truly stunned him was hearing Davis’s voice with her phone and Jessica’s

Davis asked, his tone calm but firm. Though, he is

exhaled. "Depends.

back, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. "Very simple," Davis said, his lips curling

the time this press conference ends, another wave of rumors 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 a

voice didn’t waver. "Can you do

silence. Then Richard chuckled. "Of course.

gave

glanced at Ethan. "Get me a

invisible bead of sweat from his forehead. "Yes, Boss." He hurried off, inwardly shaking his head.

elegantly to the side, shot him a sideways glance. "What exactly are you planning?" Her voice was steady, but there was

his lips. "Didn’t you ask me to play?"

Allen, I asked you to play, but I never asked you to demolish the

still want to restrict how they play? Or would you rather play for me?"

I’m stopping you from playing, but looking at your face, I’m afraid the Allen Group might meet its end

really are a couple. He sighed inwardly and wiped an imaginary tear

who powered it on immediately. In no time,