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?"

a good number of years, he had been unable to trace

felt odd,

she hiding something from people

raced as he carefully analyzed

claimed her life, along with her husband’s, was ruled an

notes gave him another picture he couldn’t believe due

just fate," he whispered.

determination settled

find out what happened. The details of that year’s event must come to light,

up his phone again, he dialed a secure number. As the line

Allen. Every move, every connection, both past and present. Leave nothing out. The

He shut the laptop with care and rose from the chair. He walked slowly to the door, pausing only to take in the quiet

clicked shut behind him as he made his way to

~Davis Home~

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

call in the middle of the night

her hand, tempted to hurl the phone across the

her head. The sense of peace she had hoped to find

at the phone in her hand, a sigh escaping her

now difficult to even have a peaceful sleep after a stressful day?" She murmured noting how impossible it might be for her to go

she sighed. It’s just a few hours

her arm. "What’s

already making his move," she murmured, frustration creeping into her

"Who called?"

her phone.

up. "What did he say?" his voice

sighed, leaning against

details,"she muttered. He just gives you the rope and expects you

as her voice continued "His way of giving orders is like

patted her arm lightly "Alright, don’t be angry. You have worked with him for a long time and I believe you already had a hang of it."

noted that when he visited them some months back and she wasn’t exaggerating. That was Elliot’s

grown under that system. She had learned to read between silences, to anticipate three steps ahead. It was what made her the sharp strategist she

it," he said softly. "What will come will come, besides it is already in

And for Elliot to be the one who passed

back tenderly "You fought the hardest part of my battles already," Desmond murmured,

raised her eyes to his. "Are you sure you can handle this? Besides, it’s not exactly clear what he’s

win especially when he is in quest

days. That should be your focus

keep her fingers crossed and wait

go back to sleep

body slowly relaxed

He waited.