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.

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

calls to end. But they didn’t. The conversations seemed endless with a fresh call coming in as soon as

other option, she stared out the

Jessica long enough to know

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

just arrived in Noveria at the request of another client—a young

two events were

that evening summoning her to the mansion within five

especially during Jessica’s company’s

knew Jessica’s

her

cursed with traffic," she muttered under her breath, recalling how she’d run several red lights just to arrive on time and is quite

had probably clocked her plates, and the fine she’d be facing wouldn’t be light. Her eye

frustrated groan, she laid her head on the armrest and sighed heavily. "I think I

"What now? Are you silently cursing me for summoning you on such short notice?" she

traces of fatigue, there

upright. "I ran red lights to get to you in five minutes like

offense and I pay the price?

your stylist’s freedom," Becky teased, nudging her shoulder playfully. "Besides, I came running to make you look good. That deserves some

her head, a soft laugh

the rare

around every

you, two days ago you mentioned you’d already arrived in Noveria. What brought you

"Yeah. That’s actually something I was going to ask you about." she started. "I was meaning to ask if launching has become a

the logic of advertisement or marketing stunt. Besides, she

you called me, I had just arrived here too, for another event. A girl from a wealthy family invited

slightly

bobbed her head twice in agreement "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 top