Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 243: Tricia is a viper

Jessica, with calmness and poise that felt both unsettling and dreadful to Tricia, made her way back toward the ballroom.

But Tricia wasn’t ready to give up—not yet.

She couldn’t afford to lose this one chance to get back at J&D.

She had never expected the tide to turn this fast—and all from a single post. The impact was staggering.

Seeing how the tables had turned with just a single post, she felt her pride wounded, her jaw clenched in anger and frustration.

She had meticulously planned it, very sure it was foolproof but then a single post crumbled her hard work.

If a mere whisper from Jessica had been enough to shake the ground beneath J&D, what would happen if she could lure her to the Watts Group?

Tricia didn’t want to imagine the impact Lady Bright’s name could bring on the Watts Group. If she could convince her to work with them, the leverage alone would be massive.

"You’ll regret walking away," Tricia called after her, frustration and warning lacing her venomous tone. "Opportunities like this don’t come twice."

Jessica paused but didn’t turn. Her voice floated back, calm and composed. "True opportunities don’t come wrapped in betrayal," she said coldly, turning her head slightly, enough to let a cold smirk lift the corner of her lips.

Her words cut deeper than any blade. She didn’t even need to raise her voice. Triciacs body trembled in anger.

She watched her walk with an air of detached power that made her stomach churn. That calm indifference, that frightening ease, was unbearable.

Jessica couldn’t decide if Tricia was just naive and foolish or just blinded by her obsession with revenge and payback?

She had initially wanted to talk some sense into her, but it had quickly become clear: Tricia’s thirst for revenge was deep and consuming.

It was the kind of desire that devoured everything, even its bearer.

If Tricia didn’t rein it in, it would destroy her.

Either she learned to control it, or she will pay the price for her obsession.

And now, after being out of the hall for so long, Jessica was sure Davis was already searching for her—and probably furious.

crept to her

day has been," she murmured, "it feels good knowing someone

took the cobbled path back toward the

unable to wrap her head around Jessica’s rejection. She had so many

like money? Did she not want power? Wasn’t everyone supposed to

why had she turned it down?

been

she had business skills—but

fists tightly by her

had been hasty. Maybe her choice

But did that matter?

narrowed as she watched Jessica’s figure disappear into

see," she whispered. "You.

a message into her

the

she stared into

how long it takes, I’ll see this through. Davis, you will

doubt her ability to impact Davis or his

was the fact that Davis had let his wife humiliate her—and offered

company. But after tonight, Tricia couldn’t reconcile

suffer such a loss

would pay. All of

may have Lady Bright as his trump card," she muttered. "But what happens when someone

paced the garden, her mind swirling with dark

in the garden, consumed by bitterness, Jessica paid no attention. In her eyes, Tricia was fighting

wasn’t one

with icy resolve. She hated being

warning only strengthened her resolve—she’d deal with her, on her

Davis seated just outside, his fist clenched around his phone, repeatedly dialing a number. His eyes scanned the darkness—until they found

face, but he said nothing as she

gave a faint nod, her