Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 399: Just a glimpse...

Since none of the calls was connecting, Sylas decided to take another approach and do something else. After a brief thought, he made a decision.

If by morning there wasn’t any response from them, then perhaps taking a trip to the Allen Group and asking to see Jessica might open the situation up.

Maybe he would get to hear the whispers, the fears and possibly the rumors that might have shaken the group after the accident.

Above all, he hated being kept in the dark. And with Jessica having laid off several staff members of the Group, he no longer had any insider feeding him information.

"It seems I should have taken this step earlier," he muttered under his breath. "I guess I’ll be starting all over again. But maybe this time, it’ll finally be for the best."

As he turned toward his study to deal with other matters, his phone rang. He pulled it out. The screen lit up with the truck driver’s number.

"Sir, we are done," the man said, his voice calm and composed.

Sylas listened in silence, straining to catch any background noise around the man. But all he heard was an eerie calmness, quiet and the kind of silence that felt like someone hiding in the shadows.

"Who are you with?" Sylas asked, his voice clipped.

The man hesitated briefly. "Sir... after the job was done, the scene became chaotic. I had to leave without waiting for the rest. At the moment, I’m alone."

Sylas’s breath grew heavy. This wasn’t the answer he wanted.

How could the scene become so chaotic that they scattered without confirming if she was actually dead, unlike the case of Davis?

He had instructed them to handle it on a lonely road, a place where rescue would be nearly impossible.

And now this man dared to mention a chaotic scene. Unless someone else had dipped their hand into the plan.

He couldn’t help but wonder what the result might be. Is she dead? Or alive. It seems only time will give this response.

What happened?" Sylas demanded.

the Allen security team to be nearby during the accident. When they appeared, we had no choice but to abandon the scene to avoid

you saying you escaped them?" His voice dropped, careful and tentative. Even now he hoped the mess hadn’t left any

the reason he had prepared this feast

I managed to lose

now for your balance?" Sylas pressed. Taking them one after another might always be

a funds transfer," the man said

frozen. Confiscated by the law," Sylas replied

am not ready to lose my life... I still have a

mouth to speak, but the line went dead. The sharp beeping sound echoed in

would not and could not...allow a mere truck driver to ruin everything . Rage swelled in

he could redial, another call came in. This time, another person repeating the same story and the

"Why does this

could not go to the mountain,

untouched, yet they are about to end up in the trash can, he rubbed his

~Elsewhere~

every corner covered by cameras.

devices, synthesizers, call trackers, recorders, and glowing monitors lined the walls in perfect

bound tightly to chairs. Sweat beaded on their foreheads and their body clammy from the sweat, their messy hair clinging damply across their

their hearts pounding. "We’ve already done what you asked,"

replied coldly.

for Davis’s order, he would have made these fools live

Make them bait for

us?" one of them

guard raised a brow inquisitively "What more do I want from you?" He

doing ...."He stammered but a cold glare from

do