Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 332: To hell with you, Davis

After the fashion show, Sonia and Tricia stormed out of the hotel, rage bubbling in their hearts.

For Sonia, nothing had unfolded as she had planned. Every carefully laid strategy had unraveled before her eyes, leaving her feeling humiliated and defeated.

It was as though someone had an access to her plans and had taken careful time to dismantle them.

It was a total failure.

Tricia, too, seethed with disappointment. But unlike Sonia, she wasn’t confused about where to place her blame. Every misstep pointed directly at the woman beside her.

Every failure had been as a result of Sonia. The so-called friend who had ditched, forsaken and betrayed a friend at the sight of a handsome man and a mouth-watering deal.

Still, Tricia couldn’t entirely absolve herself, she continued to blame herself for the fact she had allowed Sonia to sway her decision and divert her from the main purpose that had brought her to Country And now, both of them had lost.

They boarded the car with Sonia sliding into the driver’s seat and Tricia taking her side.

Slowly, they pulled out of the hotel and joined the main road. Her hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel as she gritted her teeth as she recalled every bit of her failure.

Tricia studied her in growing disdain. "Sonia, can you stop being so damn dramatic? You planned your failure from the beginning," she snapped.

"What do you know?" Sonia retorted.

"What do I know you ask?" Tricia scoffed. At least, I know that for the chance of a partnership you forgot who you are competing with."

"That’s not it, no matter who your competitor is, a wise man always takes the risk to expand at any cost."

Tricia scoffed. "Did you just say that out loud? Take a risk to expand? Girlfriend, are you dreaming, or are you just plain stupid?" She sneered.

to see what kind of

still, reach over and shake her until whatever

her right mind would offer a business deal to a company that has spent

Sonia shot back, her gaze snapping to Tricia, her

tell you maybe next time,

you’ve done to them, every move against their brand, their reputation over the years, did you really think they’d welcome you with open arms?" Tricia retorted. Her voice

masked it quickly. "You might be right. But before enmity, there’s always an

served to frustrate and fuel

Both of you had always been competing with each other, every year, every month, practically in

question what sort of

snapped "Just as you’re talking about me being investigated after the event, be careful because you’re also under

turned toward the car window as the night crept over the city.

stretched between them. Yet, none

it ridiculous that Jessica didn’t even lift a hand, yet you still lost the fight?"

word, Sonia suddenly with a sharp turn veered off the main road and pulled into the lot of a high-end club, one she frequented

your

drink and

something to ease her boiling rage. With no other outlet, she chose to

indeed," Tricia sneered. At

doors opened, and they stepped out. Tossing her keys to the

Davis Allen had made, she’d been certain she’d secure the partnership with Angels Wear today and proceed to the Allen Group tomorrow for

the

operations just to secure

you, Allen Davis,"

Tricia scoffed, her grin laced

been when Sonia refused to let her act—just for the selfish goal of landing a partnership with Angels Wear as a