Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 404

Chapter 404: Turn his home into a haunted house...

Chapter 404: Turn his home into a haunted house...

~Next day~

With his natural body clock, Davis woke up in his study with a fresh start and a calmer mind, just as the dark sky shrouding the earth began to peel away.

The chaos of the previous day now felt like a fleeting dream, but the reality before him was vivid and pressing.

Unlike the days after his accident when he had felt weak, hopeless, and trapped, this time he was filled with vigor and strength.

He had a clear goal, a sharpened objective, and the machinery of his plans already set in motion.

Stretching out his arms, he left the couch and walked over to his table. As he settled into the chair, his brow furrowed briefly before a cold smirk crept across his lips.

His thoughts drifted to Sylas, and he wondered how the man might have endured the night.

For a man as evil as Sylas, punishment wasn’t best delivered by the law, it was far better to let his own conscience haunt him. To make him live with his wickedness, to let it catch up, choke him, and eventually drown him.

If it were only about justice, Davis could have simply gathered the evidence and handed it to the police chief. But that would never break Sylas.

No, as much as he wanted to get this justice as fast as possible, Davis wanted was to see him shatter. To watch him crumble under the weight of his own darkness. Only then would the true consequences of his evil come to bear... the dire repercussions of his evil.

A light tap on the door and it was pushed in. Davis didn’t have to look back to know who entered. "Any update from Sylas’s end?"

"Any update from Sylas’s end?" he asked evenly.

"Not yet, but I believe it won’t be long," Ethan began.

But Davis cut him off, his tone sharp and decisive. "I can’t wait. His home must be infiltrated, and a video of his unraveling moment captured."

Ethan’s eyes widened. He parted his lips to speak, but before a word escaped, a deeper voice interrupted from the doorway.

"I can handle that."

Davis and Ethan snapped their heads toward the door, both startled. Surprise flickered across their eyes as Elliot stepped in uninvited.

Davis shot Ethan a glare, but Ethan only lifted his hands as shrugged innocently.

had been shut securely. Elliot had pushed it open at the exact

possibly be the one infiltrating

dared to move his

well that if Elliot involved himself, things might spiral out

deserved. Maybe letting Elliot loose on him would unravel him faster, forcing him to burn in guilt, fear, and

firmly, "I want to see your plans for

deeply, nodding toward the couch. "Fine. Take a seat, and I’ll give you a brief

over to the very couch where Davis had just woken moments ago and lowered himself into it. A faint smirk tugged

seated. You

had Davis found accountability this difficult. Yet looking at his grandfather’s eager, expectant eyes, he realized the old man’s hands must be itching to

began, "I have gathered every detail of his evil deeds, spanning years, along with the necessary

over to the police?"

a cold, merciless smile. "That would be too easy. If he goes to prison, he’ll still find a way to stand tall. No, he must learn his lesson, one that leaves

him. "Then what do you plan to

fingers rhythmically against the

furrowed. "And

Davis answered crisply,

word hung in the air. Elliot turned it over

he makes. He obsesses over a clean finish, but

plots.

for perfection, he overlooked cracks and those cracks were exactly where Davis intended

like a curse," Davis murmured.

take time?" Elliot

a sigh escaping his lips. "No matter the time, I have the pleasure to wait but I’ve tested it already. He won’t

nod, comprehension dawning on his face. "I see. But I

raised a hand,

but perhaps you should listen to

in, intrigued. Davis powered up his laptop, his fingers flying over the keys.

call was answered almost instantly, Sylas’s furious voice

do you

phone on the table, letting the laptop transmit a distorted, mechanical

those photos. They’re fake!" Sylas

you think your evil deeds will catch

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