Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 338: It is over...

At the realization of what just happened, Tricia felt her world crumble.

"No, it’s impossible... No, it’s... it can’t be true..." she whispered over and over, her voice hollow, her expression dazed.

She could feel her world falling apart. Everything she had once controlled; status, money, reputation were slipping from her fingers faster than she could grasp.

Her position on the board had been revoked. Her cards were frozen. Her power stripped.

She dared not think about it, She dare not imagine the implications.

A worthless daughter... That’s what she had become in the eyes of her family, friends and the society.

Sonia stood silently nearby, stunned by the turn of events. She looked down at the phone in her hand as though it might offer some explanation.

How could it have gotten to this point, she wondered.

Something didn’t add up.

A gnawing feeling settled in her chest. There is no doubt something had resulted in this.

It couldn’t be a coincidence with everything unraveling in one fell swoop.

This series of actions seems to be a targeted plot, a backlash of an action, but then what action?

"Tricia," Sonia said carefully, "did you offend anyone? Otherwise... how did things fall apart this fast? Why would your family be so quick, so eager and fast to cast you out?"

Tricia let out a slow, trembling breath. "It must be that bastard’s doing."

Sonia frowned, shaking her head in denial. "T, you need to think clearly. Your stepbrother has always been there even when things were stable. Why now? Why do you assume he’s behind this?"Sonia tried to help her understand.

She had only heard snippets about Daniel Watts, the so-called illegitimate heir.

But from what Tricia had told her, he hadn’t seemed like the type to lash out vindictively, at least not without provocation.

And when the Watts family was on the verge of collapse, it had been him who helped salvage it.

Sonia thought for a while as a thought flashed through her mind, something Tricia had once mentioned in passing. Her eyes snapped up.

"Tricia," she said slowly, "you told me once that J&D Globals had stakes in the Watts Group, right?"

Tricia nodded. "Yes."

Sonia leaned forward. "Then don’t you think... maybe the decision to revoke your position came from them? Your grandfather only needed to approve it. Just like when they helped oust you from the CEO seat."

slowly changing.

cold, without explanation. The kind

his ties to J&D... and then

she collapsed into the couch, her eyes wide and unblinking. "It’s all over,"

all over?" Sonia asked,

defeated. "Can you help me? I need to return to Noveira

from her but at the moment,

nodded. "There’s a flight in two hours. I’ll book it now... but I have

her phone, quickly purchasing the ticket. "Done," she said, patting Tricia’s shoulder before spinning toward the

reached the handle, her phone buzzed again.

"Dad," she greeted.

voice on the other end

lost the

dropped. "What? How? That’s not possible,

lose because the bid was weak," he snapped. "We lost because you offended someone you should never

from her face.

a pause. "If you don’t know, then get your ass

Click.

The call ended.

Sonia stood frozen.

personal business, she still

had carefully prepared...As not to

of this bidding which

on the couch, watched her,

she asked, feigning

rush, then bolted out the door, panic

door slammed shut behind her, Tricia chuckled bitterly. "Quite refreshing," she murmured. "Knowing Davis, I’m sure

back, resting her head against the couch cushion. "Finally... I’m not the only one paying the price." Her eyes cold and

door Sonia had just exited

how this plays out," she said with a cold smile. "Let’s see how far she really gets. The partnership deal... the bid... perhaps they’re all

it on just as the

Group’s shock loss in Creek Smart City bidding sends ripple

volatility rises amid unexpected

appeared onscreen,

of water, eyes locked on

sigh of satisfaction

~Zak Group~

the group conference hall, Pete sat at the head of a large brown polished mahogany

find a way out of the mess. That they had just

for the Creek Smart City project. His phone kept buzzing with investors, directors, financial partners. All demanding