Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185: Failed Plot

As soon as Desmond Allen left the Police Chief’s office, the Chief immediately picked up his phone, called Elder Allen, and arranged a meeting.

~~At the Allen Family House~

Elder Allen sat in his study, going through some old documents when a car slowly drove through the main gate and stopped at the entrance.

The butler, already waiting by the door, quickly and quietly welcomed the visitor, ushering the guest inside without saying a word.

The Police Chief Jason with steady steps, followed the butler directly into the private study where Elder Allen sat waiting for him, draped in a thick robe, a cane resting beside him.

He had asked him to come over right away because Desmond would be home in the evening besides he didn’t know he had a close connection with the Police Chief.

Seeing him walk in Elder Allen sharp, piercing eyes flicked up to meet the Police Chief’s.

"You came quicker than I expected, Chief," Elder Allen said, his tone laced with amusement.

Chief Jason gave a respectful bow of his head. "I didn’t want to waste your time, sir. Though, you seem to remain at the background these days, you are still a busy man."

Elder Allen nodded "you are right but then.." he paused and shrugged his shoulders.

"I believe you would be surprised to see me showing up at this time," the Chief said with a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Yeah, but with so many troubles surrounding the Allen Group and the family, I wouldn’t be surprised if you started calling or visiting every minute," Elder Allen replied, and both men chuckled softly.

Even though Elder Allen had stepped back from the family business some time ago, many people who once worked with him still showed him respect and occasionally sought his advice, especially when important matters arose either involving him or others.

Elder Allen smiled, "You are right. So what is going on?" He asked, his brow raised with curiosity.

Jason sighed briefly "Desmond was at the station today."

Elder Allen’s brows furrowed deeply. "What did he want?" He asked while his mind raced through various options that might have taken him to the station.

Jason leaned back slightly"He’s pushing hard to bring forward the court’s declaration of Davis’s death. He wants it finalized immediately."

The word landed like a sledgehammer and the room fell into heavy silence. Elder Allen felt his breathe hitched before it fell again as he let out a long, slow breath, as if a heavy burden had just been placed on his shoulders.

"Already?" he muttered. "I knew he was ambitious... but moving this fast?"

"He seems anxious and desperate," Chief Jason said carefully. "But it’s more than that. He’s very confident that Davis isn’t coming back. Almost like he knows something we don’t."

Elder Allen turned his gaze to the fireplace, his voice hollow and distant. "They all want Davis’s position. But Desmond... he has never hidden his desire. That boy’s always had fire in his belly. But if fire isn’t controlled... it burns everything, even itself."

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