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.

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

already waiting as the elevator

the program a bit

already considered that. But—how did you even

said simply, stepping forward.

less than an hour," Richard

in single file. I know you originally planned for them to appear only on the runway, but

frowned, not quite

recover the stolen materials," Davis said flatly, casting him a sidelong glance. He could see the

location

stopping in front of a grand room. Richard inhaled deeply

neatly arranged. A full-length mirror stood in the corner. Makeup kits had been laid out in perfect order. Everything looked ready... except for the chilling absence of the models’ wears, accessories, and

if they had vanished into

the quiet hall, his expression hardening

were in charge of this room and

The models brought their own assistants, so our focus was on handling logistics," Richard

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

investigate—but at some point, solving the immediate problem became more important than finding who to blame.

~Earlier~

the night before and the launch scheduled today, there was

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

the hotel, they were missing from

furrowed.

breath and pulled out his phone, dialing the number of the event moderator in charge of that session. The call connected instantly—and the voice on the other

problem. Maybe you should come over

they doing

the moment, they can’t even

felt dread wrap around his spine. He clenched the phone in his fist and rushed back to his car quickly picked up some of the essentials he might need and shut the car with a

he ran toward the elevator. The slow rise tested his patience. The moment the doors

knocked once