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.

with Ethan and two guards. The rest of the

as the elevator

stall the program a

did you

Davis said simply, stepping forward. "Have the guests

here in less

new models arrive, they’ll walk the red carpet in single file. I

not quite following

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

to the location where the materials were

a wide corridor and stopping in front of a grand room. Richard inhaled deeply and pushed the door

in one smooth, calculating scan. The table was 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

was as if they had vanished

walked through the quiet hall, his expression hardening with

many of your subordinates were in charge of

assigned. The models brought their own

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

problem became more important

~Earlier~

arriving the night before and the launch scheduled today, there

well. The models went through their morning light workouts and had breakfast at 8:30. By 9:00 a.m., they were

arrived at the hotel, they

furrowed.

the number of the event moderator in charge of that session. The call connected instantly—and the voice on the

big problem. Maybe you should come over to their suites. The situation is

they doing right

they can’t even stand," the

around his spine. He clenched the phone in his fist and rushed back to his car

rise tested his patience.

once and