Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 306

Chapter 306: There must be another way out.

Her voice, soft yet intimidating and unyielding, filtered through the conference room like a haunting melody that wouldn’t be silenced.

It commanded attention, not by volume, but by sheer power. Every member seated at the long mahogany boardroom table turned their heads, eyes wide with a mixture of reverence and curiosity.

Vera took a deep breath to calm her nerves, but it was barely effective. Her hands trembled slightly under the table as her eyes flicked between Desmond and Jessica.

Aaron, seated beside his father, clenched his fists so tightly under the table that the veins on his knuckles bulged. He struggled to restrain the fiery storm of temper swirling inside him.

Desmond, for all his usual composure, could feel something was wrong. The confidence exuding from Jessica wasn’t the bravado of someone bluffing. It was a certainty.

He suddenly had a gnawing premonition that things might not go his way, especially if he allowed her to keep speaking.

"Whatever brought you here has to wait until this meeting is over," he said sharply, raising his voice to regain dominance. "We need to continue. There are decisions to be made for the sake of time."

He met Jessica’s eyes with a glare meant to intimidate, but her eyes didn’t waver. They met his squarely, filled with calm disdain.

"Uncle," she began, her voice light, almost amused. "You don’t have to fret over anything. Like I said, I’m here strictly for business."

She turned away from Desmond, her eyes scanning the faces of the board members.

"I am—" she started, only to be cut off.

"Can we talk outside?" Desmond asked coldly. The temperature of his voice dropped enough to send a chill through several people at the table.

But the temperature in the room dropped further when Jessica answered.

"Mr. Allen Desmond," she said smoothly, turning back to him, "were you never trained not to interrupt others when they speak?"

Her words sliced through the room like a dagger. Gasps echoed, and whispers followed immediately. The board members stared at Desmond, unsure what stunned them more: Jessica’s rebuke or the fact that she had the gall to say it.

Then she followed it up.

"Or do you have something you’re trying to hide from us?"

Desmond swallowed hard. He forced himself to take a deep breath, his chest rising and falling in slow movements as he tried to rein in the fury that threatened to boil over. Stay calm, he told himself. Let her finish. It’s not like I’m going down with the rest.

Jessica smiled wider. Her smile was not sweet but practiced "I am Jessica Allen," she said clearly. "Granddaughter-in-law to Elder Allen."

The room erupted in murmurs again.

"Granddaughter-in-law?"

"So she is married to Davis?"

"What is she doing here at the board meeting?"

objected to the

board members leaned toward each other, confusion mounting. Desmond remained stiff in his seat, eyes twitching

hand slightly

not submissive. "However, as the major shareholder of the Allen Group, I could not

over the

Vera gasped, her

he’d just been slapped. Desmond’s lips parted slightly, as if to speak,

tilted her head

she said sweetly, "do be careful. It’s just ordinary shares. No need to get worked up.

he was watching a comedy show. That irritated Vera more than anything. She

finally found

impossible," he said. "You cannot possibly be the major shareholder. What about the old

out a short

you won’t believe anything unless you see

toward the lady standing near the door. The lady stepped forward and placed a sleek leather folder on the

pulled out the shareholder certificate. She passed it to

room buzzed as the members leaned in to look. Murmurs

"30%?"

"Is this real?"

the one straw he

"you only have 30%.

members nodded slowly, giving him

But Jessica wasn’t done.

the table slightly, her tone light and

only 5% is currently

followed. All heads turned sharply toward

tiny smile touched his lips. She

His lips

Jessica wasn’t finished.

votes and proxy rights?" she continued. "Let me

another document.

me from a third-party acquisition," she said casually. "That

gasps. Now the room was

at

could you let

a beat before speaking

voice as soft as silk and sharp as a sword, "25% inherited from my late mother, Nora

Santiago’ echoed

like he’d just

"You..." he stammered.

Jessica smirked.

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