Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120: A vendetta?

"Clues," she murmured, her tone thoughtful. "And answers to a few questions."

Davis nodded, his interest piqued as he turned back to the screen, waiting to see what she would uncover.

Jessica’s eyes remained fixed on the television screen, watching as the attendees of the press conference trickled out in twos and threes, their conversations lively with chatter and laughter.

Some paparazzi rushed to upload the conference’s outcome onto their websites—it was always a race, as the first to break the news would draw the largest audience. Others, determined to catch any lingering drama, remained at the venue, their cameras still rolling.

Davis sat silently beside Jessica, his gaze never leaving the screen. He had no idea what she was searching for, nor the parameters she was using to filter through the sea of faces, but he stayed, choosing to accompany her rather than let curiosity gnaw at him. Besides, he preferred being by her side while waiting for Richard’s response.

"Maybe making this even messier wouldn’t be such a bad idea," he mused internally, a smirk playing on his lips.

Just then, Jessica’s sharp voice cut through the silence. "Yes! There it is."

Davis snapped back to attention, his thoughts pushed aside. He turned to her, watching as she abruptly paused the screen, her focus locked on the image before her. Without a word, she stretched out her hand toward him. Davis swiftly unlocked his phone and handed it to her.

She wasted no time, capturing a snapshot of the paused frame.

Davis frowned, baffled. "What clue did you find in this sea of people?" he asked, scrutinizing the screen for anything out of place.

He had been trying to wrap his head around her determination to sift through a staged press conference for clues. Even more, he wondered how she could possibly identify one when she saw it.

Jessica let out a small sigh returning to her seat, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. At last, she had something—a link, a missing piece of the puzzle.

Her lips curled into a smirk. "A person. I found a person."

She fought the urge to pat herself on the back for her brilliance but stopped short, remembering how Davis would tease her for being shameless. Instead, she swallowed her self-satisfaction and simply let her smirk widen.

"A person?" Davis echoed, his brow arching inquisitively.

Jessica nodded, then gestured for him to come closer. Davis pushed his wheelchair forward, though a part of him wished he could just pull her onto his lap. But given the gravity of the situation and her serious expression, he set that thought aside.

"Yes, a person," she affirmed as she swiftly connected the phone to the laptop Davis had used earlier. Within seconds, the image she had captured filled the screen.

She leaned back slightly, arms crossed, and gestured toward the laptop. "Take a look at these people and tell me what you see," she said, her tone carrying the air of a guide leading someone through a maze.

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Davis didn’t waste time. His sharp gaze swept over the screen, scanning each face. Then, his expression darkened.

Jessica, ever observant, caught the subtle shift. "Did you see it?" she asked, her brows lifting in anticipation.

On the zoomed-in screen, a man stood partially concealed behind a hall pillar, positioned just out of the audience’s view when the press conference had begun. His face was obscured by the shadow of his hood, his frame thin and unassuming. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

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