Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 257: Returning with purpose....

For Davis, leaving Noveria and returning to Country Y wasn’t merely a journey and wasn’t just a casual decision.

It was a declaration. He had a mission, and this time, it wasn’t about watching from the sidelines while fate and his enemies played god with his destiny.

He was taking back the reins. He will no longer sit on the fence to watch himself lose his soul anymore, not to anyone, not to any

With the successful reclamation of his company in Noveria, the next battleground was Country Y so that everything else will fall in line.

Everything that had gone wrong needed to be corrected. Every pawn set in motion against him had to be unmasked. And every injustice done in his name would be brought to light.

During the ten-hour flight, there was no rest. Davis, his wife, with his assistant never once treated the plane like a place of rest.

The cabin of the private jet had been transformed into a mobile war room. The mahogany table aboard the jet became their war desk.

Around the mahogany table, Davis, Jessica and Ethan were buried deep in work. Documents sprawled for review, data cross-checked and decrypted, secrets unearthed and reports cross-referenced.

They worked tirelessly, determined to establish solid groundwork.

Their objective was singular and sharp—to uncover the trail of financial crimes that had run rampant in his absence. From embezzlement to misappropriation of funds, from unauthorized projects to data manipulation, nothing was off-limits.

It was an overwhelming task, but Jessica’s earlier foresight had made the process smoother. Jessica had already set the stage months before.

In the early days of her marriage to Davis, she had with quiet precision, planted reliable and highly skilled subordinates within key branches of the company.

On the surface, they looked like ordinary hires—new blood brought in to fill the ranks. But in truth, they were operatives trained to observe, collect, and silently rise through the ranks.

Over the past year, they had integrated seamlessly blending in as regular staff.

She had chosen capable hands and subtly moved them into key administrative roles, giving them unrestricted access to sensitive company intel.

now spanned every department—accounting, R&D, marketing, HR. Bit by bit, Jessica had maneuvered them into roles with the highest

departmental breakdowns," Davis had instructed

was

to marketing budgets that bore no logical correlation with campaign outcomes. Even the R&D division, typically overlooked, held secrets that made Davis’s

take a look at this," Jessica had said, angling her screen toward him.

closer, brows furrowed as he examined the file. The project, a biotech initiative deemed too dangerous and unethical, was

jaw clenched. "I canceled this project. Its

still tracing the approval chain, but it seems to be

was left speechless, imagining the chaos if an enemy company

if Desmond had ever bothered to regulate staff from leaking internal

such an overwhelming load of information in just one day. Though surprised, he deeply admired Jessica’s strategic

another company had planted operatives like this, we’d be finished. I can’t believe Desmond let things slip so

thoughts were already running ahead—considering outcomes, implications,

of corruption surprised even him. He had expected resistance, but not this widespread rot.

each report is analyzed, and bit by bit, the fog around the company’s situation in the hand

the group was running

Y’s international airport, the private tarmac had already been secured. Davis was assisted into his wheelchair. Jessica followed, her face calm

private passage, where Richard and the shadow guard team stood waiting. The guards snapped

She glanced at the screen and answered quickly. A voice from the other end updated her on Desmond’s latest moves. Jessica inhaled sharply, issued

and Jessica to one

Deborah stared out the window, her thoughts tangled. She hadn’t expected this level of organization and power. She had underestimated

Jessica’s mansion was

in position to welcome them. The sight drew a soft sigh from Deborah. "The world of the rich

her a room near mine," Jessica instructed Richard, massaging her throbbing

and gestured for a maid

to her temple. Her head

the flight?" Richard asked, observing her

away, not ready to be chided. "Just a