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.

crippled husband yet his composure as that of a king. He

her hands clasped over her handbag waiting patiently for the calls to end. But they didn’t. The conversations seemed endless with a fresh call coming in as

no other option, she stared out the window, quietly

long enough to know when

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

another client—a young lady

were connected, but something now

that evening summoning her to the mansion within five minutes.

always worked closely together, especially during Jessica’s company’s annual

her exclusive stylist, Becky knew Jessica’s taste

be the new fashion trend," she muttered under her breath with

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

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

sighed heavily. "I think

cursing me for summoning you on such short notice?" she

of fatigue, there was no mistaking the fire in

upright. "I ran red lights to get to you in five minutes like you said. If I end up in jail, you’re bailing

"So, you commit an offense and I pay the price? That’s a new

investing in your stylist’s freedom," Becky teased, nudging her shoulder playfully. "Besides, I came running to make you look

soft

people in her inner circle, and Becky was one of the rare ones who had earned her trust—not

lurked around every corner, Jessica

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

started. "I was meaning to ask if launching

ask so?" Jessica stared at her confused by the logic of advertisement or marketing stunt. Besides, she had only invited her for a launch and

here too, for another event. A girl from

stiffened slightly on her

tonight and launching tomorrow?" Becky added, her voice dipping