Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 299: Goddess of wealth

Davis stared at their faces briefly. His gaze swept from Ethan, then lingered on Jessica. The intensity in his eyes softened as he finally spoke.

"The shares transferred by my grandfather are all in your name," he said solemnly.

Ethan let out a helpless sigh, his shoulders sagging slightly. He was used to being around them, but not their emotional fireworks. Jessica, however, raised a brow, unfazed, her lips curving into a playful smile.

"Doesn’t that make me your goddess of wealth?" she teased.

Davis chuckled softly. "You aren’t just a goddess of wealth, but also of fortune and blessing."

"And yet, you aren’t paying homage to me?" she asked, a brow lifted in mock offense.

He leaned closer and kissed her gently on the lips, his voice low and amused. "Seems like this husband has to work harder for his sacrifices to be considered acceptable."

"His efforts still fall short," she smirked.

Davis raised an eyebrow in mock protest. "Is it fair to ridicule your husband like this?"

"Absolutely," she said without hesitation, her eyes glinting with mischief.

Ethan sighed again, more heavily this time. "I should seriously consider moving far, far away from you two," he muttered to himself. Watching their romantic banter only made him feel painfully single and extremely out of place.

Just then, Jessica’s teasing expression began to fade. She took a deep breath, her tone shifting into seriousness. "The shares were originally yours, Davis. You know that."

"That may be true," he replied, "but in reality, they’re yours now. The legal documents bear your name. That alone makes you the rightful owner."

Despite his calm delivery, there was a weight behind his words that Jessica didn’t miss. The shares were a gift from Davis’s grandfather—a show of trust and love.

But in the course of events, Elder Allen had arranged for them to be transferred to her as a protective measure, or maybe there’s something more.

Regardless, she sensed there was more to the conversation than he was letting on.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she raised her head from where it rested on his chest to meet his gaze.

are you trying to say?" she

to the company," he said. "Come as the owner of the shares. I have no intention of

blinked, stunned. "You’re

"Yes. I trust you can handle it and as the largest shareholder

silent for a moment. As each of them carefully analyzed the

you have any idea what you’re asking me to carry?" she

was already juggling too many responsibilities. Managing her ventures, Santiago’s vice presidential office, keeping up with the intense pace of her fashion empire,

asking her to officially stand at the forefront of the Allen Group, one of

she said quietly, trying to reason her way out. "It’s just

in understanding, though the firm look in his eyes didn’t

won’t be attending

in surprise.

happened tonight proves that Grandpa’s life could be in danger if he shows up. Desmond no longer respects bloodlines or bonds—not

tightened. Davis was right. Desmond was growing more reckless,

if not for the measures

going to try something at the

I suspect," Davis replied

best way to handle the shareholders meeting. But with no idea coming forth it felt like another

expression and sighed. Glancing at the wall clock, he exhaled again. "Let’s go back to sleep," he murmured. "It’s already a

"And you? Are you

nodded. "Work can wait till tomorrow. Lost rest, however, can’t

background, perked up at the declaration. "Finally," he muttered.

a dismissive glance and nodded. Ethan bowed slightly and left the study

close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Come,"

the bedroom and helped her into bed. Jessica curled up beneath the duvet as he tucked her in

reached for her phone and typed

the early share acquisition

she set the phone aside and turned back to Davis. He was already lying beside her, his

finally let her eyes drift shut, her breathing slowing as

~Hotel Room~