Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 238: Who else had the courage?

The driver, upon seeing Jessica step out of the house with the stylist in tow, quickly sprang into action. He alighted from the car and hurried to open the rear door for her.

Jessica gave a curt nod, regal and composed despite her still-recovering health, she exudes quiet authority.

Jessica slid into the back seat, with the effortless elegance that had always defined her. Becky followed closely behind, adjusting the hem of her coat as she entered. Her eyes darted between Jessica and the elegant bungalow.

From the doorway, Deborah stood, her arms folded and eyes soft with admiration.

She had seen the headlines trending against the company, the comments and several abusive and dergotary words posted.

And now, with her heading to the company’s launch in person, Deborah held a sliver of hope that the couple might just make it through.

Maybe, just maybe, the couple could truly make things work and turn the story around for good.

Inside the car, Jessica was already deep into a string of calls. Her fingers danced over her phone screen, connecting calls, giving orders, and answering inquiries.

Some were business instructions and directives, she sent to her subordinates to implement.

Others came from influential elites and investors, responding to her social media post and probing for clarity. "Is this company truly reliable? Could they risk aligning with her name?"

They wanted confirmation about the J&D GLOBALS direction, its integrity, and more importantly, its credibility. They wanted confirmation, assurance and encouragement to go on.

Her identifying with such company at a time like this had sparked their interest. As it is widely known that Lady Bright is a figure that doesn’t care about wealth but credibility.

Her words were crisp and authoritative, tinged with restrained weariness, but nothing about her tone gave away how drained she felt.

The Jessica sitting there wasn’t the weakened woman of a few hours aago; she had returned to being the fierce leader who always held the reins.

The driver occasionally stole glances at her through the rearview mirror, She looked elegant but deadly serious, her tone crisp, her posture relaxed yet commanding.

with her crippled husband yet his composure as that of a king. He shook his head to clear his thoughts

clasped over her handbag waiting patiently for the calls to end. But they didn’t. The conversations seemed endless with a

leaned back in her seat, resigned. With no other option, she

enough to know when her friend was locked in

caught her off guard. Jessica had summoned her to Noveria for an event asking her to prepare her gown and

Noveria at the request of another client—a young

had assumed the two events were connected, but something

earlier that evening summoning

especially during Jessica’s company’s annual fashion

Becky knew Jessica’s taste better

must be the new fashion trend," she muttered under her breath with Jessica still engaged on the phone—talking about

is cursed with traffic," she muttered under her breath, recalling how she’d run several red lights

and the fine she’d

her head on the armrest and sighed heavily. "I think I will leave

me for summoning you on such short notice?" she asked, slipping her

still carried traces of fatigue, there was no mistaking the fire in her

sitting upright. "I ran red lights to get to you in five minutes like you said. If I end up in

and I pay the

freedom," Becky teased, nudging her shoulder playfully. "Besides, I came running

shook her head, a soft laugh escaping her

in her inner circle, and Becky was one of the

world where betrayal lurked around

"when I called you, two days ago you mentioned you’d already arrived in Noveria. What brought you

going to ask you about." she started. "I was meaning to ask if

logic of advertisement or marketing stunt. Besides, she had only invited her for a launch

another event. A

fingers stiffened slightly on her

"And yet here you are, gala tonight and launching tomorrow?" Becky added, her voice dipping into curiousity. "You didn’t even recommend me to them. Shouldn’t I be your