Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Are you sure you want to play this game with me?

The voice on the other end of the phone paused briefly as though weighing the vice and words. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Davis wouldn’t doubt he was surprised to hear from him, and possibly, he might have checked his phone again to admit the contact was from him, but the situation at hand doesn’t give him the privilege of formality or the opportunity of a trip down memory lane.

Noticing the pause stretching longer than necessary, Davis parted his lips to issue a stream of instructions—only to be cut off as the man on the line launched into a flurry of questions.

"Allen Davis? Is that really you?"

"Did you say ’suite’? Wait—are you in my hotel?"

"Which one exactly?"

"What’s going on that needs my manager’s attention?"

"Should I come over, or will you be alright?"

Davis sighed, rubbing the tension from his temples before responding coldly, "Grand Duke Hotels.".

"Frank, is there a problem?" he asked, his voice sharp.

"No, no... I just thought of something... never mind," Frank replied, letting out a measured breath.

"Alright," Davis said.

He didn’t want to press further and wasn’t ready to startle the snake, he couldn’t at the moment make out the people involved in this matter.

As the call ended, he turned to Ethan. "Find out how many people have booked rooms here. And check if there was any shady coordination around this hotel’s reservation."

The pause on the call still nagged at him. Every single detail at this minute was important.

"Sent to mail, the building plan." Ethan smirked.

Davis nodded, his hand deftly flying over the keyboard of the laptop he had taken earlier from Ethan.

With Ethan’s words, he went through his mailbox and downloaded the 3D graphic file of the building. Swiftly, he studied the graphic.

His voice broke the silence, a quiet analysis of the structural design. "Three hundred rooms, various sizes. Ten floors. Multiple conference rooms, and each floor has event halls with adjacent rooms. Those rooms can be rented together with the halls."

Davis dialed out to Richard. He picked up at the first ring.

"Did you book the entire floor?" Davis asked.

"Entire floor?" he repeated suspicion creeping in his mind.

"Yes, we booked."

"Alright, go on with your affairs," Davis said, and the call ended.

As he casually dropped the phone beside him, a flurry of footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a gentle tap on the door. Ethan glanced at him briefly, seeking his approval.

With his subtle nod, he ushered the person in. "Come in," he said.

The door was pushed open, and a young middle-aged man stepped into the suite, bowing slightly as he stepped in. Behind him were several hotel staff, one of whom carried a tray with an exquisite bottle of wine.

The man’s gaze quickly took in the arrangement of the suite: the soft whirring sound of the air-conditioner, the mattress in order, the lighting and fittings in place.

Confirming with the appearance and arrangement of the suite, he sighed softly.

"Welcome to our hotel, Mr. Allen," he said, and also echoed dutifully by the staff behind him.

"Attend to his every need. I am on my way. And if anything goes wrong, I will not finish with you."

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