Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 196: Rumours & invitation

~Jessica’s Mansion~

The day had started off well, though the sky was a bit cloudy as the changing weather signaled the arrival of a new season.

Jessica and Davis had woken up early but weren’t in the mood to leave the bed; instead, they snuggled into each other’s arms, savoring the warmth and quiet moments together.

Davis was playing with a strand of her hair lost in a deep thought while she was in no rush to leave the house snuggled comfortably in Davis’s arms, she flipped through various online tabloids, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

But that peace shattered the moment her eyes caught the trending headline. She sat up instantly, her heart thudding.

"This can’t be happening," she whispered, staring at the screen as if trying to make sense of it. Her brow furrowed as she scanned through the news trending on the tabloids, her breath coming in gasps.

This wasn’t good.

She had always known her company’s fashion week usually brought unnecessary hype, but it had never started this early. It wasn’t even close to the scheduled date. The company hadn’t released the theme, designs, or promotional materials yet. So, who leaked this news? Why now?" She mused.

Davis noticed the sudden shift in her mood. "What is it?" he asked, his tone calm but curious.

Jessica handed him the phone, her expression turning serious. "Take a look at this. Maybe you can help analyze because as far as I know this isn’t good for the company at all."

Davis took the phone and began reading. His eyebrows lifted as he scanned the content.

A glaring headline stood out on the tabloids with so many other blogs posting and re-posting with viral hashtags.

"Who is the real power behind Angel Wears?"

"Angel’s Wears Boss unveiled."

"Angel’s Wear theme for the fashion week."

"Angel’s Wear CEO working with a human puppet."

"Mysterious Boss unveiled."

With several mosaiced photos attached.

around Angel Wear’s upcoming fashion week in Country Y was louder than ever raising concerns

fashion should be accessible to everyone. Whether you

the elite and socialites, Angel Wear offered exclusive custom-made designs, crafted from luxurious fabrics and stitched with the finest hands. Each piece whispered class and

affordable outfits. They were fashionable enough to stand

the charm and quality the brand was known for. It made them feel closer to the world of luxury, even if just

the years, it had steadily risen to become a leader in the fashion industry—not just in Country

from all walks of life marked the date in their calendars.

always spectacular. Invitations were exclusive, the runway shows

year, however, the buzz started even earlier than usual yet with a

taken public responsibility for

surfacing. Some speculated there was someone else behind

media. Hashtags trended overnight. Threads speculated. Theories

exploded. Within hours, several blogs and news outlets

loyal to Richard, while others claimed

as it continued gaining momentum,

of hype would have been great if we were about to launch... But

nodded. "Exactly. We haven’t started promotions yet. No dates announced. No press

weeks working day and

had reviewed countless drafts from the company’s top designers. A final meeting had been scheduled to decide which designs

identity of the company’s mysterious boss, it seemed the attention was shifting

quiet anxiety. "This shouldn’t be happening now. It’s

in deep

her

the coffee table. Davis reached for it and handed it over. She picked it up

on?" he

amused despite the tension. "Shouldn’t I be asking you that?

but whoever it

exposed," Jessica finished for him, her

team leaked it," Richard added

her secret being out was terrifying. If people knew she was the true

her tone. "Don’t stress too much. Let the news die out naturally. But

call and turned to