Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 403

Chapter 403: You must pay the price...

Chapter 403: You must pay the price...

The night had been calm and peaceful for the citizens of Country Y, but just like the restless Davis, someone else wasn’t at peace and it was Sylas.

He didn’t expect that by the end of the day, those men still refused to come to him as he expected yet they wanted him to transfer the balance.

All in the name of keeping away from the Allen family security. Several thoughts raced through his mind.

"Was the Allen security team now powerful?

Why had as many as seven men who handled this job, none of them coming forth, not even for their balance?

Where exactly are they?

Do I really have to go to them?

How will the loose end be tied and this trail permanently erased if he couldn’t erase them himself.

Though he turned in for the night yet he was only pacing his bedroom furiously, his breath heaving so much that he doubted if he wouldn’t have a heart attack at this rate.

By the time he laid down, it was already three in the morning.

The room was silent, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. Sylas lay sprawled on his bed, exhaustion from the stress of the day pinning him like a lead weight.

He had managed only a few minutes of a restless sleep when the sudden vibration of his phone stirred him awake.

As he tried to shut his eyes, the phone buzzed again with its sharp shrill and insistent sound tearing through the night.

Groggily, Sylas dragged himself up, his head still heavy, eyelids drooping. He reached for the nightstand, the glow of the phone’s screen flashing against the dimness.

The ringtone continuously sliced through the stillness like a blade. He frowned as he glanced at the caller ID.

"Unknown number. At this hour?" He felt uneasy about the call, but then it might be important.

Sliding his finger across the screen to accept, he lifted the phone slowly to his ear.

"Hello?" His voice was hoarse, still thick with sleep and tiredness.

and just when he was about to hang up

Maroon, Sylas." The voice

though it was just informing him. His brow furrowed and the sleep already

human voice. It was mechanical,

who is this?" he demanded,

like laughter dragged through a machine but to Sylas’s ears

your own man because he wouldn’t obey. Because he wouldn’t stain his hands for you. Do you

hammering so hard. He didn’t like the fact that someone knows

incident to anyone. It was supposed to have been buried,

lying," Sylas whispered, though his throat was dry. The

kill Mr. Bruke, your longtime business opponent over a tender. You ordered him to prove his loyalty.

you remember the sound of his screams,

you could ever be free of

one will

swallowed hard, bile rising in his throat. His skin prickled as though a cold hand were trailing

trembled against the phone, his

he snapped, forcing strength into his voice.

lowered, colder,

the

Sylas could respond, the line cut off abruptly, leaving nothing but silence in his ear. He sat frozen, staring into the darkness, the

his phone buzzed again and a notification popped

shakily, lowering the phone, only to see his screen light up with a flashing

new message. Against his better judgment, he swiped his thumb

And froze.

with an image he never expected to

were wide open, staring blankly, blood pooling around his

were twisted into something between a scream and

phone with a

sheets, but the screen remained lit, the image

possible..." he muttered, pressing a trembling hand

but compelled, reached out. He tapped the screen, swiping

Another image appeared.

a harsh light. His chest was torn open,

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