Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 315: He isn’t my match...

The manager glanced at Davis and took a deep breath, meeting his gaze head-on.

"I’m not playing any games," he muttered.

"Alright then," Davis said coolly. "What happened to the Angela Wear fitting room?"

The manager stared at him a tinge of irritation flickering in his eyes. "Does my job include looking after some bunch of clothes?" he asked back.

"Davis nodded slightly. "I see. But tell me... do you have any idea what the consequences of sabotaging that function are?"

"Function? Sabotage? It’s not my business. I only manage this hotel and nothing more," he retorted. free we\bnove(l).com

Davis looked at him calmly for a while, he carefully analyzed the young man’s countenance. A cold smirk curling up his lips as he noticed the manager’s subtle aversion to the matter.

"Alright, I’ve changed my mind," Davis snapped.

The managers head snapped towards him, his brow furrowed. "Changed mind? Aren’t we going to the surveillance room?"He asked, visibly confused.

He couldn’t read Davis. There was something unnerving about his sudden shift, as though a different kind of game had just begun.

The manager studied him for a while, his clenched fists slowly relaxing though he couldn’t identify the medicine Davis sold in his gourd.

But it’s all for the good. At least he wouldn’t have to be taking a further risk.

Taking a deep breath, he gave a curt nod. "Let’s go back, then. He said with a forced smirk.

You lead the way," Davis replied and followed behind.

As they reached the hallway to his suite, the manager’s mind spun with possibilities. Why had Davis pulled back? What was he planning?

Davis’s lips curled into a cold smirk as he quietly observed his furrowing countenance.

forward beside him and

later," he said coldly, pushing open

The door clicked shut.

to Ethan. "Are

a nod. Davis returned to his seat, picked up his laptop, and tapped the screen.

on the floor below ours for a proper investigation carried

below?"

they might move it there. It’s easier to transport things out of the hotel from that

moved it upward, we

listened intently as Davis

a hurried operation. While I walked with the manager, I saw a large dent at the end of the hallway—paint scraped off. That route was

a file on

building schematics show that the surveillance room is on

eyes widened slightly. "You think

I’m not sure about Frank yet.

member and relayed all the details of

~Outside~

outside Davis’s suite, he took a deep breath, his gaze lingering on the closed door for a while, his chest tightening with unease. He couldn’t shake the feeling

churned with thoughts

Something wasn’t right.

"Did he find out?"

he

I’m not ready to lose

couldn’t afford

he quickly dialed out. "Miss, I

the manager,"A cold, sarcastic voice filtered over, freezing him

you requested, but another person has stepped into the picture," he explained, his frustration

voice strained with tension, a deep sense of dread spilling

"Allen. Davis."

phone fell into a heavy silence, and The seconds stretched unnaturally long, while the manager was waiting for a response, the beeping sound of