Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 400: Ruin him slowly with his past...

Chapter 400: Ruin him slowly with his past...

By the time Davis left the club, it was already midnight. His eyes lingered on the glittering neon lights of the city, yet his heart felt no trace of admiration.

At the moment, he couldn’t stop worrying about how to explain the situation to old man Allen at home, to Deborah, to the Santiago family, and above all...to his grandfather, Elliot.

No doubt he was bound to return to a restless estate where both staff and inhabitants were already hanging by a thin thread of patience.

Lost in thought, his phone suddenly buzzed. He glanced at the screen and froze. "Speak of the devil..." he muttered under his breath, sliding his finger across to pick the call.

In a calm tone, he greeted, "Grandpa?"

There was no doubt Elliot had already heard of the incident. What information could possibly escape their Mafia Veteran and Lord?

"Davis, what is going on in the Allen family? How is my daughter? And who was bold enough to move their hands and legs? What are you doing about it?" Elliot’s voice fired questions in one breath.

Davis felt his ears buzzing. He wasn’t sure if he had heard them all, or if the words had simply flooded in and out.

He parted his lips to respond, only to realize he hadn’t actually grasped the questions fully.

Taking a steadying breath thinking of what to say, he was met with another wave of impatience: "Davis, have you suddenly gone dumb?" Elliot barked from the other end.

"Grandpa, no... I was about to give you an answer."

"Anyway, don’t bother with excuses or whatever answer you are planning to give me. Just come back to your house. I am already close by."

Davis sighed in frustration. The day couldn’t possibly get worse. "I am on my way," he clipped.

The call ended with a sharp beep. Davis stared at his phone for a long moment. The weight on his shoulders seemed to grow heavier...yet another person was coming to demand answers.

that man sure knows how to choose girls over boys and the fact that

Ethan’s voice broke the silence, "from the result you

hadn’t truly been a club, but rather a hidden world Davis accessed only when urgent information was

to fall deeper, but one he always kept at arm’s

it was because of principle, or perhaps because he refused to stain his own hands. Whatever the case, Ethan never asked...the reason was one Davis

where information was currency...sold to the highest bidder,

world that always tethers him on the edge of embracing the reason his mother

answers with a flick of his fingers, answers his men might have

tugged at his lips, though his eyes remained cold as they gazed into the distance. "He always believed there was a secret place in this world. But I would be

started, but Davis’ low

waking up with one of his darkest deeds suddenly appearing on his phone."

to witness the fear and shock to live well when he knows someone is aware of his

cringed briefly, his throat

the last call that lured

the Santiago family butler. She

furrowed. "Unlikely," he muttered

now, they’re restless about

with

my last call, Lady Matilda went into shock when she heard of

took his time to plan

interested in

from the Allen Group, a sleek black car pulled and a young

nose mask strapped across his face, he walked directly into the building. The

given them a convincing reason... possibly to meet someone or visiting a department and since Allen Group deals in several products, their office

in the parking lot. An earbud tucked in place, he