Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 388: Visiting an Old friend...

As Ethan exited the room, Davis drew in a long breath, his chest rising slowly. He walked to the window, pulled the curtain aside, and let a sharp ray of sunlight flood the dim space.

The brilliance illuminated his sharp features, though his expression remained unreadable, his gaze was distant, cold, fixed on the blue sky above as if searching for answers hidden within its vastness.

His arms folded across his chest, one finger tapping against his other arm in a steady rhythm. His brows furrowed in deep contemplation..

"Sylas Louis, Sylas Louis, I was thinking of giving you more time before settling the scores, yet you lacked self-awareness and went as far as plotting against me when I just left the country on business.

"He clicked his tongue twice. "Tsk, tsk. Truly laughable."

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and placed a call to the police chief through a secured line.

"Hello, this is Davis," he said immediately after the call was picked up.

"Mr. Allen," the police chief greeted, his tone neither overbearing nor humble.

"I’m calling in respect of Vera Allen," Davis said through gritted teeth.

He really wanted to see the guts of the Louis family this time.

In years past, he might have dismissed their schemes as the antics of in-laws testing boundaries.

But this time was different. Since they were already bold enough to move further, bold to plot his destruction, bold to repeat the scheme of the years.

They had stepped far beyond the limits of tolerance. If destruction was what they sought, he was prepared to give them their wish.

Because they had long lost such privilege to treat the Allen family as pawns in their games and hoped nobody would question their guts.

"While she remains in your custody, I hope you can stop anyone from paying her a visit," Davis instructed.

He wouldn’t want to lose this crucial axe that would be used in getting the Louis family on their knees.

With the little he had come to know about Sylas, he was not just cold-hearted but also black-hearted; otherwise, his greed wouldn’t have engineered him to work against his father when they were both friends.

"Do you have a reason for that?" he asked.

Davis rubbed his brow in frustration. "To keep her alive until I go to court."

deal," the

unusual for "visits" to end with sudden deaths which are eliminations disguised as unfortunate

their usefulness were often erased, leaving the police to

the investigation, Davis ended the call. He slipped the phone back into his pocket just as Ethan appeared at

arrangements are ready,"

from the window. "Let’s go."he said as he strode

hotel, Ethan settling at the front seat and

car slowly left the hotel and joined the traffic with Davis sharing the direction

in acknowledgement as he stepped harder on the gas pedal, and the car raced towards

on the highway, Davis’ car diverted to the left

he had always visited this location twice, once or thrice every

several security checkpoints along the way and some faces now unfamiliar, he had to pass through the rigorous process of repeating the same name

bordered on both sides by a beautifully crafted boulevard, its trees tall and strong lined the

filtering through the leaves cast colorful rays of light onto the

car approached the large, towering main

on the car, it couldn’t go in

his piercing gaze fell on Davis for scrutiny, but at the sight of the familiar

soft click, the gate opened smoothly, and the car drove

castle’s architecture spoke volumes of its century-old history. Its surroundings were magnificently

adding to the grandeur of the estate. Every inch

remembered. He

visited was before his accident, and after the accident he had ignored his call, hadn’t even

didn’t even let him know he was

smooth stop in front of the castle’s massive stone steps. A guard opened the rear door of the

into step beside him, his expression tinged

of every effort he made

years of silence, the effort Davis had taken to sever ties after the accident. The pain of it lingered

him. "It has been long, Dave. What happened? Every effort to

for Davis. To him, Davis’s disappearance had felt like

tapped, but nothing surfaced. Then came news of an accident involving the Allen heir. Faces

will explain later," Davis said, his voice even. "Where

"Usual spot?"

is still grieving the loss?" Davis

then shook his head briefly.