Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 312: There is a big problem...

Davis paused lightly. "Do you really understand how urgent the situation is, and yet you’re pressing me for transport costs before you move them?" His voice was cold, void of warmth. A faint smirk curled on his lips.

"Also, prepare them for the red carpet," he instructed.

"Consider it done," the voice on the phone replied, a slight tremble lacing his words as he continued "Didn’t expect that the first time I’d hear from you after one year, I’d be hanging on a tree," the man murmured.

"My gift," Davis chuckled darkly. He ended the call, then glanced toward the front seat. "Prepare his fund transfer."

Ethan nodded and his attention returned to the work he was handling.

After a pause, he called Richard, who picked up immediately as though he had been waiting for the calls.

"Make arrangements to receive the models arriving in twenty minutes," Davis instructed.

"Okay," Richard replied, taking a deep breath. "And you?"

"I’m close by. Just... the arrival of those models is peculiar."

"Arriving by air?" Richard guessed.

"Yes."

"That’s not a problem. The Grand Duke Hotel has an open rooftop. I’ll contact the manager," Richard said.

After ending the call, Davis rubbed his brow in contemplation. His gaze drifted to the window, catching sight of a billboard displaying the launch advertisement. He studied its careful design, the rich display, and the intricate detail.

"They really invested heavily in this," he muttered with a sigh.

Several minutes later, the car pulled into the underground garage of the Grand Duke Hotel.

Davis stepped out slowly, his eyes scanning the surroundings, mentally analyzing how possible it was for the materials to have been taken without leaving a trace.

another word, he stepped into the elevator with Ethan and two guards. The rest of the team remained behind, following

arrival, Richard was already waiting as the

program a bit so we can confirm everything," Davis

already considered that. But—how did you

said simply, stepping forward. "Have the guests

here in less than

nodded nonchalantly. "Once the new models arrive, they’ll walk the red carpet in single file. I know you originally planned for them

Richard frowned, not quite following

stolen materials," Davis said flatly, casting him a sidelong glance. He could see the deep lines of stress on

location where the materials

corridor and stopping in front of a

Makeup kits had been laid out in perfect order. Everything looked ready... except for

if they had

walked through the quiet hall,

of this room

management, five were assigned. The models brought their own assistants, so our focus was on

felt his head throb from stress and exhaustion. For the past five hours, he’d been scrambling to contain

at some point, solving the immediate problem became more important than finding who to blame. That could

~Earlier~

models arriving the night before

morning light workouts and had breakfast at 8:30. By 9:00 a.m., they were scheduled

when Richard arrived at the hotel, they were missing from the

brow furrowed. Something was

phone, dialing the number of the event moderator in

should come over to their suites. The situation

are they doing right

moment, they can’t even

in his fist and rushed back to his car quickly picked up some of the

slow rise tested his patience. The moment

once and