Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Desmond’s dilemma

With the scandal of the Allen Group’s tax evasion making waves across the internet, Desmond stormed back into his office taking the back route from the company to avoid the journalist crowding infront of the company.

His emotions in complete disarray. His breath came in short, furious bursts as he paced back and forth, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. He felt the weight of the day crashing down on him, The magnitude of disaster after disaster suffocating him.

Today had been a living nightmare. First, the scandalous affair involving his useless son had forced him into an unbearable compromise. To salvage the situation, he had no choice but to forfeit 5% of the Allen family shares and relinquish the position of Vice President to Vera. The thought of it alone sent another surge of anger burning through his veins.

And now, barely thirty minutes after striking that deal and the press conference which is meant to restore the image of the group held, another crisis had erupted like a raging wildfire.

Decades of his carefully calculated steps, sleepless nights, and ruthless decision-making were falling apart in the blink of an eye when he had hoped to achieve his dreams now that Davis is no more in the picture. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

And at the worst possible moment, when he was supposed to assume the legal title of CEO, the scandal was threatening to rip it all from his grasp.

His fists clenched tighter, his knuckles whitening. His vision blurred with fury as the realization sank deeper. He was losing everything.

A sharp knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts. His assistant hesitantly stepped inside, but as soon as he met Desmond’s burning gaze, his steps faltered. The office was suffocatingly tense, the air thick with unspoken rage.

The assistant swallowed hard before speaking, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sir, the board members have summoned you."

Desmond remained motionless for a moment, as though analyzing the message. His assistant’s words echoing ominously in his ears. The board summons... That meant they were taking the situation seriously. Too seriously. This wasn’t just another crisis he would smooth out by buying them over.

His jaw tightened, and without a word, he strode past his assistant and into the hallway. His every step was measured, deliberate, as though he was walking toward his own execution.

The weight of the stares from employees lining the corridors bore into his back, whispers following him like a shadow. He ignored them. He had more pressing matters to deal with.

As he reached the conference room, he paused for a brief second, inhaling deeply before pushing open the heavy double doors and all conversation ceased.

The long table was filled with board members, their gazes piercing with various emotions etched on their faces. Some looked calculating, others judgmental. But worst of all were the ones who looked resigned, as though they had already decided his fate.

Desmond squared his shoulders and braced himself, his face a mask of cold resolve. No matter how damning the accusations, no matter how precarious his position had become, he wasn’t going down without a fight.

"Let’s get this over with," he muttered internally as he stepped into the conference room.

As Desmond stepped into the conference room, more than a dozen pairs of eyes bore into him—some filled with disdain, others with coldness.

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