Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 288: In two days...

After ending the call, Elliot rose from his chair, pacing the length of his study with measured steps.

Despite having instructed Jessica to "work up something" from her end and putting additional security in place, he couldn’t shake the gnawing unease building inside him.

His instinct continuously pricked him "There is something off—something beneath the surface he hadn’t yet uncovered."

His gut whispered of secrets buried too deep, of truths twisted and locked away in silence and this truth he had to uncover.

Returning to his desk, he sat down slowly, opened his laptop, and began typing methodically.

Within moments, a flood of classified data on the Allen family flashed across the screen. His gaze sharpened as each line added weight to his suspicions.

*Allen family’s economic dominance rises by 70%, topping the Country Y’s business rankings.

*Expansion into beauty and tech industries announced.

*Allen family rumored to hold a secret prototype codenamed Solacum1

*Development of an energy accumulation and sustainable system in progress, it’s origin and parent registered by Alex Allen.

*Level 3 prototype testing reportedly completed successfully.

*The National Council expresses interest in securing rights to the tech.

*Council dispatches a liaison to initiate negotiations.

*Alex Allen insists on patent rights.

*Testing paused after a lab explosion killed a couple—survived only by their son.

*Prototype manual mysteriously lost.

*Alex Allen and wife died due to an accident.

Elliot’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, then slowly curled into fists. Each detail sank into him like a dagger. The deeper he went, the clearer the picture became and yet, the more questions formed.

Why had Desmond, of all people, sought out the Night Merchant, a known manipulator of underground intelligence and wartime tech trafficking? What was he after?

Elliot had always turned a blind eye and maintained a clear distance from the Allen family unconsciously. It was never his concern and they had never crossed paths before.

But now with Davis in the picture as his grandson tangled within that very family, he has every reason to probe further and this he must do.

His eyes remained fixed on the screen, jaw tightening as thoughts churned through his mind.

"Did Davis know about this?" he muttered, leaning closer to the glow of the laptop. "Has he ever uncovered the truth about his mother’s accident?"

Siri—bright, stubborn, and secretive. For a good number of years, he had been unable to trace her yet she had insisted that her son take her maiden name— Raven in

odd,

something from people around... or

carefully analyzed

of that year claimed her life, along

another picture he couldn’t believe due

death wasn’t just fate," he whispered. "It

cold determination settled

that year’s event

dialed a secure

on Desmond Allen. Every move, every connection, both past and present. Leave nothing

rose from the chair. He walked slowly to the door, pausing only to

him as

~Davis Home~

the call, Jessica groaned softly, pressing her fingers against her throbbing temple in an attempt to ease

well, and the sudden phone call in the

hand, tempted to hurl the phone across

in her head. The sense of peace she

in her hand, a

She murmured noting how impossible it might be for her to go back to sleep

screen, she sighed. It’s

hand brushing over her arm. "What’s wrong?" he asked

his move," she murmured, frustration creeping into

"Who called?"

waved her phone.

and slowly sat up. "What did he say?" his

leaning against his

and doesn’t give details,"she muttered. He just gives you the rope and expects you to

chuckled softly as her voice continued "His way of giving orders is like navigating a minefield with blindfolds. He

him for a long time and I believe you already had

when he visited them some months back and she wasn’t exaggerating. That

under that system. She had learned to read between silences, to anticipate three steps ahead. It was what made

come, besides it is already in expectation." Davis said, brushing

people he might be involved with. And for Elliot to be the

back tenderly "You fought the hardest part of

"Are you sure you can handle this? Besides,

handle it, I can’t always let him win especially when he is in quest of my life,"

two days. That should be your focus

her fingers crossed and wait to see how things would unfold before

go back to sleep

kissed her forehead and gently patted her back. Her body

He waited.