Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 335: Sonia, you’re heartless..

Meanwhile, in a five-star hotel just a few kilometers from Grand Duke Hotels, Godson, the traitor within Angels Wear stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze fixed on the distant Milky Way in contemplation.

He glanced at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time and took a deep breath.

Slowly, he turned away from the window and paced the room briefly, his mind spinning with every possible worst-case scenario he might face after leaving this suite that had shielded him for the past 24 hours.

Since yesterday, he had taken refuge in this room.

Just as Sonia had promised, he only had to help by making room for the manager and another man she would assign to move the materials away.

Once they were moved, he was to leave and avoid implication. That plan had landed him here, in hiding.

He was certain by now that the situation was under investigation. Richard wouldn’t leave a loophole unchecked.

And if not Richard, then perhaps even Lady Bright herself had begun her own inquiry.

That thought alone made his blood run cold.

He paused. "I shouldn’t have left the show. Maybe my presence would have exonerated me. Then I could keep my job," he muttered.

From the headlines and online buzz, he knew the Angels Wear show had been a massive success.

But for him, there was no celebration. Only the creeping dread that his betrayal had finally caught up to him.

"But was it a success for Sonia?" he wondered bitterly.

His fingers tightened around his phone as he redialed a number. Again. And again. Each time, the call ended in a sharp disconnect tone. The silence afterward was deafening.

This had been the case for the past few hours, and now, he was nearing his breaking point. He dared not consider the worst. It is certain that everything has gone wrong.

He had resorted to using an alternate card to contact everyone else, but all attempts had been fruitless.

"If only Johnson’s number would go through," he muttered.

As if summoned, his phone buzzed. A name flashed on the screen. He exhaled in visible relief, a smile briefly softening his hardened expression.

SONIA.

a quick swipe,

her voice,

smile instantly faded. There was no concern in her voice, no gratitude. Not even a

For the first time, he wondered: Was

he held himself

bothered to call me since yesterday?" he

But I’m calling now, doesn’t that count?" she

same. Perfectly the same," he muttered, bitterness and rage simmering beneath the surface yet he maintained

inside, a storm was gathering. He had put everything on the line for her. And now, faced with

made a decision: if the situation turned

phone screen without hesitation. If she was going to bury him,

yesterday?" he asked, hoping to

seemed the proud daughter of the Zak family had other ideas. She needed

"Yesterday was a mess. It needs

up the mess your subordinates made? Who cleans

speechless. "I know you’ll be fine. You just need to help me out

a deep breath, tightening his grip

can’t be reached. Right now, you’re the only one I can trust. Can you go to the hotel for me and find out what’s

be straightforward and tell me

you insist. The manager has been held at the hotel since yesterday. Maybe you can

"Otherwise?"

the cost," she sneered, and the call

stared at the phone, now silent, and let out a mocking

been blind... just a tool for your convenience. Use me to achieve

the chair behind him and let his head fall back, eyes closed, trying to think clearly. But his mind

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Two days earlier...

meeting, chatting with a few colleagues

stopped cold.