Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 207: Visiting the Company...

Inside the building, Davis and Jessica froze at the entrance to the main office, their breaths hitched at the sight before them.

The mess they saw outside now seemed minor compared to the devastation spread throughout the interior.

The entire reception area and main office area were in complete ruins. Shattered glass littered the tiled floor. Desks had been overturned and broken into pieces.

Some computers were missing altogether, while others were smashed beyond recognition. Wires hung from the ceilings, and papers were strewn everywhere like the aftermath of a storm. The walls bore scratches and cracks, and glass panels were broken.

It was as if a group of people had gone on a wild rampage, destroying everything in sight and taking anything that could be sold or used. This wasn’t simple vandalism—it was deliberate and cruel from the indicators.

Jessica covered her mouth with her hand in shock. "This looks like they had been in a serious fight," she whispered.

After the initial shock Jessica’s eyes moved slowly around the wrecked office taking every silent detail of the wreckage while her head constantly spinned with design concepts and styles that will suit the building during its renovation.

At intervals she stole a glance at Davis, trying to read his expression. Her heart tightened in trepidation. She silently prayed he would remain calm, hoping he wouldn’t break down from what he was seeing.

But instead after his initial outburst at the entrance. There was no other reaction—no shock, no sadness.

Davis sat there quietly, a strange calmness on his face, his expression was cold, too distant and calm—too calm. A faint, unreadable smile lingered on his lips.

That smile scared her. It wasn’t one of amusement or relief. It was distant and sharp, as if something inside him had snapped long ago and revenge slowly brewing.

Though he didn’t say a word, she could see him silently taking note of every broken item, every crack in the walls, every missing detail. His eyes were sharp, scanning everything with quiet intensity.

Jessica sighed softly. She wanted to say something comforting, to ease the burden she knew he carried. But words felt useless here.

There was nothing she could say that would fix the damage. Words couldn’t undo what had been done. "What could she possibly say to erase the wreckage of someone’s dreams?" She mused

They began walking deeper into the building. From the destroyed reception area, Davis guided her through what used to be the various departments.

Slowly and methodically, they checked each department. As they walked, Davis gave brief introductions to the various divisions and what their roles had been. He explained how far each team had advanced before everything fell apart.

Though the halls were silent now, he spoke about each section with a sense of pride and lingering sadness.

"This was our customer service department," he said quietly. "We had some of the best-trained representatives here. Quick, efficient, and respectful."

her eyes trailing the ruined

he pointed toward a hall that led into a darker room, "was our R&D department. I had high hopes for them. They were working on

eyes scanning the remains of a once-busy floor. It wasn’t just a workplace to him—it was a

—the pain he tried to hide. For a moment, he looked proud again, remembering the progress they had made. But just as

wanted everything

"Yes. Nothing was left to

kind of force would go to such lengths to ruin a company so thoroughly? What could have driven someone

to tear down everything

happened that day? Why hadn’t she heard about this side of the

to be the CEO’s office. Jessica stopped in her tracks. The room was... empty. Completely. Not a

turned to Davis. "Don’t you think something about this

like a simple layoff," she continued, narrowing her

curious. "What do you

like your staff just walked away because of layoffs or a company shutdown. It looks like the place was emptied forcefully

seems they were harassed. Maybe even threatened. Possibly beaten

"You’re right. Go on, what else

paused, thinking. " Whoever did this wanted to make sure no one would

eyes staring at some distant, invisible

what happened."

Jessica’s eyes widened. "What?"

his voice low and thoughtful. "I never told you what happened just before

she replied, eyes

was under attack. He said a group of local people had stormed

than that. It wasn’t just a protest over our product effect their people

effect here, it was an

He said, his voice laced with

Ethan’s report was real? Could it have been a setup and this was carried

Ethan would be fooled by a fake report? He’s too sharp for that. And

because it will help

thought back to the little research she had done about Davis’s accident. The media had only said he was on his

and knew