Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 345

Chapter 345: The purpose behind it all ...

~The Secretariat unit~

After leaving Davis’ office and being pushed out by one of the guards,

Her temper flared. Like a stormy wind, she walked past the Secretariat unit in fury that they exchanged a glance at each other and laughed.

And the next second, someone came out to peep through the hallway.

Seeing her walk a reasonable distance, she came back and, with her hands crossed across her chest, she asked a question that had been tugging at her heartstrings since Vera passed.

"Do you think she will be finding a way to get back to Davis?"

"Of course. Who wouldn’t?"

"Did you even need to ask?"

"Haven’t you noticed how made up she is today?"

"I heard the president is already married, and the wife is a beautiful lady."

"I met her in the lobby once. She is not just beautiful but gorgeous and quite intimidating. I believe Vera isn’t her match."

"If I am the president, I wouldn’t bother glancing at this wench."

"Be mindful of what you call her. You wouldn’t want to lose your job."

"I just don’t like someone who could only be there when things are rosy, and when it gets tough, she flees."

"Not just fleeing. I was even thinking the president was dead at that time, and in compensation for her effort, she was asked to marry Aaron. Never expect her to be just a green tea bitch."

"Really? If the president had died, shouldn’t she give herself some time to nurse her broken heart before she jumps into another man?"

"For me, I am not interested in how many times she jumps, but I am only interested in how I can lay hands on the president’s wife’s phone number to inform her so she can put her in her place.

Besides, I heard she is the largest shareholder—even more than the president."

"Are you saying the president is working for his wife?"

"You can put it that way."

"This love is really great."

"Is the Secretariat office now so ideal that you have the chance to gossip?" Ethan’s voice thundered through the door. The ladies spun quickly on their heels, and they returned to their cubicles.

His gaze expressionlessly swept across their faces before it settled on the lady that wanted Jessica’s contact so as to put Vera in her place.

she comes around, you call me. I will

voice, the Secretariat office buzzed with smiles as each made their decision to watch

making sure they

need to concern herself about the events here. He will be sure to

had witnessed how hurt he was, how he lost his sanity,

deserve

lady dares to come close. He doesn’t mind losing his job to solve

~Vera’s Office~

that it shut with a thud, its sound reverberating across

hands clenched to her side as she

the table to steady herself

are you

hate

think I haven’t paid

you ever know that if I hadn’t accepted the arrangement,

remained paralyzed?

She took

wrong from the beginning. Maybe I shouldn’t

would have led to your safety, but then I was anxious...was it really

Louis family. If I had done that, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity

can’t be thrown into the streets, and I

series of events that had transpired at that

~Six years ago~

as it headed to the west. The Louis estate spanned across a few hectares

well-mowed lawn and trimmed flowers that bordered the

Vera drove into the Louis estate, the sun reflecting on the glass, and with clear

her personal maid walked over to

cautious attitude, she paused mid-step. "What is

having

brow furrowed in contemplation. "Do you know who

needed to know the guests and

guest—possibly their

your

but then she quickly composed

braced herself for whatever it might be. She wouldn’t let them notice she

arranged for business ties, but never had she thought

in the view of

official in charge of research and development, flanked on

and exchanged a light greeting with

there was a brief knock

came in, curtseying briefly. "You are summoned

whatever the reason might be. Living in the Louis family for decades had

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