Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 163: Acquiring the Brown Group.

While Jessica stealthily left the lounge, Desmond and George was unaware that their hope of a trip to the other world of lust and satisfaction had been destroyed.

Yet it doesn’t just end there but they had no idea that the lady in waiting was one they wished dead yet had no idea their conversation had been recorded verbatim with every word, and every greedy plan, captured perfectly by the hidden device Jessica had planted subtly.

Jessica moved swiftly through the hallway, her pace steady and composed. Reaching the door where Anna hid, she tapped lightly, several times.

Slowly, the door creaked open with a quiet hesitation. Anna stood there, eyes wide, as Jessica slipped in. Without a word, they exchanged clothes again. Jessica quickly reverted to herself.

Jessica quietly adjusted her wears and subtly signaled her to lead the way. Anna having served in the club for some months had gotten acquainted and familiar with the routes and paths in the club.

She led Jessica through the back exit, careful not to attract attention of the staff who are deeply engrossed in their activities. Once outside, a black car waited. Jessica pushed the door open and gestured toward the car. .

"You take her somewhere safe to change and rest. I have other things to handle," Jessica instructed sharply to the man waiting by the vehicle and spurned on her heel taking the path leading to the main entrance where there stood another vehicle waiting for her.

Anna looked at her, unsure whether to cry or to kneel in gratitude. She opened her mouth to speak, but Jessica had already turned away.

Sliding into another waiting car, she leaned back against the seat, silent and brooding. The driver waited patiently for her instructions. "There is a car coming from behind." He said with caution.

Jessica looked back and sighed at the sight of the familiar car as it approached them with a controlled speed. Her mind replaying every word she had heard. She had wanted to pause her intention in taking down the Brown family . At times, she had even thought of letting her father go, thinking maybe, just maybe, he’d change.

But tonight had erased all hope. It had rather given her a new resolve to rethink about her options and choices.

she imagined her own father would go so far—not only for greed but to calculate and trade her like merchandise. That betrayal, more than anything else, had

gave instructions into the small earpiece she wore, the car

around to make sure she wasn’t being followed or watched. When she confirmed it was safe, she opened the other door and

The car began to move before she even got the door shut. Jessica felt the tension in the

him, noting the storm brewing on his face. His jaw was tight, his face

get here?" she asked quietly. No response. His silence was a quiet, simmering anger filling every corner

But she wasn’t the type to wait in the corner while others fought her battles. She never had been and isn’t prepared to do

mansion, Jessica’ voice pierced through the silence. "I think you need to drop me off here. There’s something

his fury barely restrained. "Jessica, are you

stared at him, her eyes blazing with

What I do know is that I can’t sit still while my life burns

to Davis was one of strategy, an alliance. She had tried to accept it. But finding out that her father had orchestrated it to trap her,

her father was still human but then she had come to discover

issuing an unexpected instruction, her voice cold and icy. "Richard, in seventy-two hours, I want everything ready. We’re acquiring the Brown Group. I don’t care how

me off here," she

whose order to follow since Davis had not shown his agreement. His delay

stop the car!"

Davis through the rearview mirror, unsure of what to do. Jessica’s fists

voice calm and steady.

the roadside, and