Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Family first...

Following Davis and his entourage’s arrival, the launching kicked off in earnest.

Sonia winked at Tricia. "Will you still be in the car while I go into the hall to have a good time?" Sonia asked. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Tricia glared at her. As much as she didn’t like the betrayal she had received from this friend of hers, there was no way she could return now.

"Why not stay back and witness the scene?" she murmured to herself.

Taking a deep breath, "I will go in with you, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t settle this score with her," she muttered angrily.

Sonia shrugged her shoulders. "Talk about that tomorrow," she smirked. Carefully, the ladies stepped out of the car and made their way into the hotel.

Tricia found herself inside the hall with dazzling décor. Her gaze swept over the hall as she took in the atmosphere.

The Master of Ceremony took the stage, welcoming the dignitaries that had come for the show. In his words, "You don’t have to feel shy. Like in every other year, the Angels’ Wears got you covered."

He called up the chairman of the group to offer his opening speech, which naturally fell on Richard. With the stress and troubles of the morning already gone, he was now refreshed and charming.

His gaze scanned through the audience in hopes of seeing the lady of the day, but surprisingly, she wasn’t among them, nor was the group that had come with her. A low smirk curled up his lips as a sentence crossed his mind: "He is really prepared."

He was grateful he had helped him out in locating the missing materials and the models. He was short of words because, despite his connection, he might not have been able to secure such top-tier models at such short notice of twenty minutes.

Recalling his dilemma as he waited on the rooftop for the arrival of these models, he blamed himself for having worried so much. Yes, he had been anxious about the sort of models Davis would find, contemplating the need to make plans ahead. But while he bothered, the humming sound and trailing tone of the helicopter as it landed on the rooftop...

Before he could understand what was really going on, the models slowly alighted one after another.

At that moment, he had murmured in wonder, "Top international models?" In his heart, he scored Davis 100 points for saving the day.

Clearing his throat lightly, "I want to appreciate everyone who has joined us in this annual event and to everyone who has helped us in weathering the storm over the years."

"We really appreciate your effort." He went further to express the group’s intention to broaden their scope of operations and hoped that their partners would continue to support them further as they progressed higher.

At the end of his address, he stepped down the stage. An ovation thundered in the air.

The MC took the stage and, at this moment, called in the models. The beautiful and gorgeous models stepped onto the red carpet. Tricia, seated amongst the guests, clenched her fists.

Her breath came in gasps as she watched the models. She didn’t expect that after all the effort she had taken to disrupt their activities, yet they had succeeded in getting other models—and not just any models, but the top international models.

Within the time frame she had managed the Watts Group, she could tell from their appearance—their fees cost a fortune.

The waiters moved around the hall serving the guests. As one of the waiters got to her table, she took a glass of wine from him.

"Has Lady Bright arrived?" she asked.

"No, ma’am. From the information provided, Lady Bright wouldn’t be present," the waiter answered, taking another glance at her.

Tricia’s brow furrowed. She took a casual sip of her wine, her eyes narrowing into slits as her thoughts swirled around.

"If Jessica is Lady Bright and is married to Davis, then the woman beside her must be Lady Bright," she mused.

"It seems her identity is still hidden? I think I’ve got nothing to lose. With the escorts already in place, I think I have to search out where she is—then everything will fall in place," she thought.

Sonia, noting her countenance, shook her head lightly. "Tricia, if you love your life, I advise you not to try anything funny. The morning task might have been calmed, but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be investigated."

Tricia looked at her sheepishly as she feigned ignorance of what she was saying.

Sonia opened her mouth to say more, but the atmosphere in the hall changed as the guests turned their gaze to the door at the entrance of Julian Anderson.

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Meanwhile, in a special lounge provided for privacy, Davis and his group sat as they took in the scenes in the hall. Jessica’s brow furrowed at the entrance of the models. "These weren’t the models we signed in this year."

"Why do you say so?" Davis asked, his brow raised. He couldn’t help wondering why she would always notice a slight difference in anything.

"They’re the same," Davis murmured.

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