Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 386: Who benefits from that narrative...

Vera sat upright, her gaze fixed as she stared at the person who had just spoken, her fists clenched on her thighs.

Jessica glanced at her, a wicked grin flashing across her face. "I believe you have all asked your questions," she said to the members.

The murmurs grew louder, spreading around the table like a wave.

A few directors tapped their pens nervously against the polished surface of the mahogany table.

Others exchanged wary glances, sensing that the story Vera was weaving wasn’t entirely airtight.

Jessica leaned back in her chair, one hand resting lightly on the file before her. Her posture was relaxed, almost indifferent, as her cold gaze pierced through Vera like steel.

"Seems they have nothing else to ask you," Jessica finally spoke, her voice calm but laced with quiet authority. "But I have."

Vera felt her breath catch in her throat as she caught the cold glint in Jessica’s eyes.

Without giving her the luxury of catching her breath, she continued, "So, according to you, Vice President Vera, the Allen Group failed in its capital commitment, leading to the project’s stall. Correct?"

"Yes." Vera’s voice was firm, but her eyes betrayed a flicker of unease.

Jessica took a deep breath and with deliberate slowness opened the file before her and connected her laptop to the projector.

The rustle of papers and the flickering of the projector drew the attention of every board member, their curiosity heightened as their gazes darted between Jessica and the projector.

Casually, she flipped to a tabbed section and slid out a document, handing it to Luke to distribute to everyone in the room to have a copy.

"Then perhaps," Jessica said, her lips curling into that same cold arc, "you could explain why the records I hold here were signed by Desmond Allen himself and acknowledged by the Louis Group’s financial department. I believe it shows that every required fund was injected into the project on schedule. Not once, but twice the amount requested, to cover sudden contingencies raised by the Louis Group."

the room. Several directors leaned forward to study the document before them

froze. "That... that cannot be..." she stammered, barely

but it is. And it gets more interesting. Because after this capital injection,

the project revealed another document as she continued, "It was not transferred back to the project but siphoned through shell accounts that eventually linked back to subsidiaries connected

gasps. Some members clutched their pens tightly; others sat stiff, staring wide-eyed at

she clenched them beneath the table. Her heartbeat thundered in

and with the display

be fighting a lost battle if she continued, but then

smirk. He knew this was

echoing across the room like a gavel. "So, before we continue pointing fingers at the Allen Group’s supposed failures, perhaps we should

blanketed the room. Every gaze

glass, "would you

in her career, she had no script and

of the older directors cleared his throat, breaking the tense silence. "If these records are genuine," he said slowly, "then the fault lies not with Allen Group... but with the Louis

our ranks who aided them." His

was unbearable. Vera shifted in her

address the real issue, the sabotage within and without, the Allen Group

hard, her throat suddenly dry. The whispers around the table had grown bolder,

already looking at her

steady. "There must be... some misunderstanding. The Louis Group wouldn’t deliberately sabotage a project they fought so hard

Her words fell flat.

another document across the table, this one bearing official bank seals and timestamped

auditors, and even our

directors leaned forward, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the seals. "These are authentic. I know the compliance officer who signed

insinuating our own systems and people are complicit in forgery? That’s a very

The air grew heavier.