Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 311: Don’t inform her...

While Jessica addressed the board members about Davis taking over, her voice carried calm authority.

She expressed her hope that the board would give him their full support and encouragement to lead the Allen Group to greater heights and maximize its profit potential.

At that moment, Davis’ phone buzzed with an incoming call. A single glance at the screen, a brief flick of his eyes toward Jessica, and then a subtle nod to the two guards he entered with—his quiet command for them to remain and protect her.

Without breaking the flow of the meeting, Davis stepped out of the conference room.

Once outside, he accepted the call. The voice on the other end was strained, anxiety seeping through every syllable.

"The fashion show is having a series of problems," the subordinate began, pausing for breath.

"What kind of problems?" Davis asked, his voice eerily calm, making the subordinate feel he might be anxious for nothing.

"First, several of the models developed allergic reactions this morning. They’re unable to perform. Doctors are working to stabilize them."

Davis’ eyes narrowed. "What about the five standby models Jessica prepared?"

"They were affected too."

A muscle twitches in his jaw. "Who was responsible for their meals?"

"The model coordination staff... they manage all their logistics."

Davis inhaled sharply through his nose. "How long until the runway starts?"

"Less than two hours."

"What’s Richard doing?"

"He’s making desperate arrangements, but nothing’s working. It’s like something is blocking every backup plan."

"What else?"

footage. The

eyes darkening. "Have

"No, not yet."

show being

must go on. He

fist, his veins pulsing erratically. Sabotaging my wife... in my

he dialed Richard directly. The call

"Davis?"

do

a second. Right now, the last thing he wanted was another task. He didn’t want to

was best to hear him out before saying anything. Davis read his silence

Jessica. Not a word from your team either, not forgetting to Inform all her subordinates not to tell her about this problem. I’ll be there soon and

It was already a done deal. He never had the intention of informing her that things were

maps of action had fallen into the

help but wonder if they had been schemed against

over, he had the confidence that things wouldn’t get

stall. I’m on

a long breath to steady the fury brimming beneath his

warm smile, he returned

with a gentle smile. Her pride in him was unmistakable. She stood up slowly. "Davis, you have to manage the group

a gracious nod, then leaned in and whispered low

them now. Can you finish

in the original plan. And she hadn’t missed the faint furrow of his

Not Richard. Not her subordinates. Surely everything

something was going wrong. She might have been addressing the board members, but

have pressed further but this is a conference

rest," Davis added gently. "You

face. Calm. Composed. Nothing suspicious—at least

deep breath, her shoulders sagging in resignation as she nodded. It

her reaction, Davis patted

to the board. "With your permission, I need to attend to a pressing business meeting. Jessica will wrap this up, and all decisions will