Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Are you sure you want to play this game with me?

The voice on the other end of the phone paused briefly as though weighing the vice and words.

Davis wouldn’t doubt he was surprised to hear from him, and possibly, he might have checked his phone again to admit the contact was from him, but the situation at hand doesn’t give him the privilege of formality or the opportunity of a trip down memory lane.

Noticing the pause stretching longer than necessary, Davis parted his lips to issue a stream of instructions—only to be cut off as the man on the line launched into a flurry of questions.

"Allen Davis? Is that really you?"

"Did you say ’suite’? Wait—are you in my hotel?"

"Which one exactly?"

"What’s going on that needs my manager’s attention?"

"Should I come over, or will you be alright?"

Davis sighed, rubbing the tension from his temples before responding coldly, "Grand Duke Hotels.".

"Frank, is there a problem?" he asked, his voice sharp.

"No, no... I just thought of something... never mind," Frank replied, letting out a measured breath.

"Alright," Davis said.

He didn’t want to press further and wasn’t ready to startle the snake, he couldn’t at the moment make out the people involved in this matter.

As the call ended, he turned to Ethan. "Find out how many people have booked rooms here. And check if there was any shady coordination around this hotel’s reservation."

The pause on the call still nagged at him. Every single detail at this minute was important.

"Sent to mail, the building plan." Ethan smirked.

keyboard of the laptop he

Ethan’s words, he went through his mailbox and downloaded the 3D graphic file

floors. Multiple conference rooms, and each floor has event halls with adjacent rooms. Those rooms can be rented

He picked up

you book the entire floor?" Davis

repeated suspicion

"Yes, we booked."

with your affairs," Davis said, and

sounded outside the door, followed by a gentle tap on the door. Ethan glanced at him briefly, seeking

the person in. "Come

stepped into the suite, bowing slightly as he stepped in. Behind him were several

man’s gaze quickly took in the arrangement of the suite: the soft whirring sound

the appearance and arrangement of the suite, he

Mr. Allen," he said, and also echoed dutifully by the staff behind

whose composure was already cracking under the pressure,

manager reiterated as he took the tray from the subordinate and set

awaited his words to know his next line of action, his boss’s

on my way. And if anything goes wrong, I will not

back. I only asked for you." His cold, detached voice rang

around. "You can go back,"

they stepped into the room, their

lightly. Bracing

the surveillance video of

with

him off, his glare on him piercingly

will show you," he said, bowing

This suite belongs to Angel’s Wears... but now he’s here,

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