Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315: He isn’t my match...

The manager glanced at Davis and took a deep breath, meeting his gaze head-on.

"I’m not playing any games," he muttered.

"Alright then," Davis said coolly. "What happened to the Angela Wear fitting room?"

The manager stared at him a tinge of irritation flickering in his eyes. "Does my job include looking after some bunch of clothes?" he asked back.

"Davis nodded slightly. "I see. But tell me... do you have any idea what the consequences of sabotaging that function are?"

"Function? Sabotage? It’s not my business. I only manage this hotel and nothing more," he retorted.

Davis looked at him calmly for a while, he carefully analyzed the young man’s countenance. A cold smirk curling up his lips as he noticed the manager’s subtle aversion to the matter.

"Alright, I’ve changed my mind," Davis snapped.

The managers head snapped towards him, his brow furrowed. "Changed mind? Aren’t we going to the surveillance room?"He asked, visibly confused.

He couldn’t read Davis. There was something unnerving about his sudden shift, as though a different kind of game had just begun.

The manager studied him for a while, his clenched fists slowly relaxing though he couldn’t identify the medicine Davis sold in his gourd.

But it’s all for the good. At least he wouldn’t have to be taking a further risk.

Taking a deep breath, he gave a curt nod. "Let’s go back, then. He said with a forced smirk.

You lead the way," Davis replied and followed behind.

As they reached the hallway to his suite, the manager’s mind spun with possibilities. Why had Davis pulled back? What was he planning?

Davis’s lips curled into a cold smirk as he quietly observed his furrowing countenance.

As they arrived at the door, Davis stepped forward beside him and gently patted the manager’s back.

"I’ll contact you later," he said coldly, pushing open the door and disappearing inside.

The door clicked shut.

Inside, Davis turned to Ethan. "Are we connected?"

Ethan gave a nod. Davis returned to his seat, picked up his laptop, and tapped the screen. It lit up instantly. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Get some men. I want them stationed on the floor below ours for a proper investigation carried out ," Davis ordered.

"The floor below?" Ethan asked, surprised.

"Yes." Davis inhaled deeply, eyes narrowed in thought. "From the start, I had a hunch they might move it there. It’s easier to transport things out of the hotel from that level."

He pointed at the screen. "Our entire floor is booked. If they had moved it upward, we would’ve likely intercepted them at the first point. But moving it downward? That’s smarter."

Ethan listened intently as Davis continued.

"Also, did you notice the mess in the fitting room? The disarray suggested a hurried operation. While I walked with the manager, I saw a large dent at the end of the hallway—paint scraped off. That route was likely used."

He tapped a file on the screen.

"The building schematics show that the surveillance room is on the second floor. So why did he lead me elsewhere?"

"Ethan’s eyes widened slightly. "You think he’s involved?"

"He is," Davis said. "But I’m not sure about Frank yet. I need more time."

Without wasting time, Ethan called a trusted security member and relayed all the details of the investigation.

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