Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 387: Do you still think I’m not qualified?

With the members showing no sign of sympathy, no mercy in their gaze, Vera felt her world crumble beneath her feet.

Her eyes snapped to Jessica burning with fury, helplessness, and resignation. "Jessica, you can’t do this. You should..."

Jessica’s cold voice cut her off like a blade. "Vera, why can’t I do it? Why shouldn’t I? Or... don’t you think you deserve even more?"

"Jessica, Davis isn’t around to make that decision," Vera managed, her heart urging her to stand firm even though it was clear she was making no headway in this struggle.

Jessica leaned back lazily in her chair, twirling the pen in her hand. Her face remained expressionless, but her voice sliced through the quiet. "Well, well, well... my dear Vera, I have every right to make this decision and far more."

Vera opened her mouth to protest, but Jessica raised a hand, silencing her words before they escaped. "...with or without Davis’s presence. If you, a mere unqualified vice president, dare to make decisions on his behalf... then why not me?"

Vera met her gaze squarely, teeth clenched. "You..."

Jessica slowly dropped her pen onto the table and shrugged indifferently. Her eyes glinted, her voice cold and unwavering. "A majority shareholder. A wife. And the matriarch of the Allen family. Tell me, Vera...do you still think I am not qualified?"

The declaration sent chills down the spines of every board member.

With the Allen Group secure in her hands, the family standing firmly behind her, and her skill undeniable, the board members exchanged silent glances. Their conclusion was unanimous: don’t offend her...if you value your position.

Vera’s temper snapped. Her chest heaved as she barked, "Jessica, that’s out of line! I am still the Allen family’s wife!"

Jessica chuckled softly, raising her hand to cover her mouth in feigned amusement. "Of course, sister-in-law. But... do I need to remind you that the law enforcement agency is already waiting at the door?"

Vera’s eyes flew toward the door. They widened in horror. Her heart pounded so violently she thought it might burst from her chest.

"Jessica, you can’t do this to me! I am innocent of all this! The Louis family..."

Jessica shook her head, her tone laced with disdain. "Vera, once upon a time, I held you in reverence. But now... I see you only ever wished to be a puppet in someone else’s grand scheme."

She sighed, her expression almost weary. "And puppets pay the price of their foolishness. Or did you truly believe that after setting fire to the Allen family, you could walk away from the flames unscathed?"

Luke, standing quietly at the side, shook his head in resignation. "It seems Jessica won’t be easy to handle. Otherwise... how could she have untangled this entire scheme?"

Before anyone could respond, the silence of the conference room shattered—several phones buzzed with simultaneous notifications.

The members glanced at one another, then each checked their devices with growing urgency.

Jessica’s lips curled upward in satisfaction. She calmly disconnected her laptop from the projector, switching the screen back to the Allen Group’s stock chart.

Vera frowned, staring at the numbers flashing on the screen. Her mouth formed a silent "O," words trembling on her lips but refusing to come out.

Jessica cleared her throat, drawing their attention. Her voice carried the weight of command.

"First, I wish to thank everyone who stood firm through this storm. Second, I am pleased to announce the Allen Group’s collaboration with the Santiago Group to develop our eco-friendly home appliance line."

gasps. Members scrambled to their phones,

and at the same time dented the Allen’s name, Allen Group will pursue this case till justice

a board member noticed the main screen flicker. He grabbed the remote and raised

Group involved in economic

fall of Louis Group... Consumers lament

Group siphoned the Allen Group project fund yet

the

section wasn’t left

of the Titans... Allen Group makes the headlines in the

Group is in their response and

rumour saying Davis was out of

this

murmuring threatening to take over the room, Jessica’s cold voice declared

she rose from her seat, just as a few policemen in ordinary

towards Vera who stood rooted to the spot, her thoughts racing, her gaze

was officially issuing her the notice of her arrest,

handcuffs. At that moment, her tears fell, sliding down her cheeks

to say, and even at this moment, she thought so hard about it all yet it was their fault; Davis, Jessica,

away, the room fell

them and a sly smile dancing on her lips, she strode out

receding figure,

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~Country Z~

of the hotel lobby. A uniformed guard stepped

stepped down, his brow creased, a twinge of worry and restlessness etched

tightly in his hand, casting one last glance at the car and Ethan, he strode into the

reception area, he stopped by the receptionist’s table. "Dave Raven," he

nodded as she quickly checked their booking and

keys to them with a slight bow.

already walking towards the elevator, dialing frantically

forth as the urge to return to the country

floor number and silently watched as his

clear, he wasn’t even interested in whatever or wherever they are headed rather only hoped he can speak to

clenched as Ethan silently watched

boss’s mind. He must get in contact with his wife; otherwise, he is but a timed bomb

to settle down and check on the information from Country U and minimize

down to check his phone for updates. His brow furrowed, but he quickly locked the screen again deciding to