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."

the

sudden deaths which are eliminations disguised as unfortunate

often erased, leaving the police to shoulder

terms of the investigation, Davis ended the call. He slipped the phone back into

arrangements are ready,"

curt nod and turned away from the window. "Let’s go."he said as he strode towards the

of the hotel, Ethan

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

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

Davis’ car diverted to the left side of the traffic

he

he had to pass through the rigorous process of repeating

by a beautifully crafted boulevard, its trees tall and strong lined the path like watchful

of light onto the moving cars as they

large, towering main

couldn’t go in without clarification. Slowly, Davis

on Davis for scrutiny, but at the sight of the familiar cold face he had known over the years, he gave a curt nod

smoothly, and the car drove into the vast castle estate that stretched over several

architecture spoke volumes of its century-old history. Its surroundings were

the estate. Every inch of the land

always been like this just as he remembered. He couldn’t help

the accident he had ignored his call, hadn’t even bothered reaching out, just because he had been

didn’t even let him know he was crippled in the

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

Ethan fell into step beside him, his expression tinged

unaware of every effort he made

years of silence, the effort Davis had taken to sever ties after the

to reach you

had been one of the few who had searched tirelessly for Davis. To him, Davis’s disappearance had felt like

Then came news of an accident involving the Allen heir. Faces matched, but names did not, and

explain later," Davis said, his

"Usual spot?"

still grieving

butler hesitated, then shook his head