Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 358

Chapter 358: An assignment for the new assistant..

"An island?" Julian muttered to himself, eyes narrowing in thought.

After a moment, he sighed helplessly; it seemed there was no other option left for him than to purchase an island as a gift for his sister.

"Maxwell, who had been holding his breath, discreetly wiped the sweat gathering on his forehead and let out a silent sigh of relief. At least now they had a decision.

He stepped forward, took the laptop from Julian’s desk, and quickly pulled up a list. His fingers flew across the keys with practiced efficiency.

"Sir, Palm Bay Island has a private marina, a helipad, and also comes with three furnished villas," Maxwell explained, turning the screen toward Julian.

"Another sample?" Julian asked calmly, his expression unreadable.

With a few more clicks, another listing appeared.

"This is called Moonreef Shore," Maxwell continued. "It offers a stunning shoreline, private access to a coral reef, and is renowned for its breathtaking moonlit views."

One by one, Maxwell introduced several more islands, detailing each one’s potential for sightseeing, luxury living, or business development.

Julian finally made his choice. "Purchase the Palm Bay Island," he said with firm finality, turning to face Maxwell. "Prepare it before midnight."

Maxwell nodded as he left the study to prepare the gift.

~Allen Group~

Jessica lay on the couch in Davis’ office, a blanket draped over her while Davis sat at his desk working seriously.

She had intended to take a brief rest but had drifted into a deep sleep, and Davis didn’t want her disturbed.

He picked up the intercom and dialed out. It was picked after the first ring. "Come over to my office," he said and dropped the receiver back. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

His eyes drifted back to the sleeping lady. He stood up and walked back to the couch.

He bent slightly and removed the few strands of hair covering her face.

If she was awake, she might have gotten a hair band to tie it up, as she doesn’t like to have them covering her face.

Her brow furrowed slightly as she readjusted her position without waking up.

Davis smiled. "She must have been stressed out," he muttered to himself.

He walked to the air conditioner and adjusted it so she wouldn’t feel cold or too hot.

As he made to return to his seat, there was a light tap on the door and it was pushed in.

He glanced back, and it was Luke with Ethan behind him.

Luke subtly glanced at Jessica sleeping; he retracted his gaze to focus on Davis.

Davis continued to his seat and settled down. He gestured to them to sit down. Luke stared at him briefly as though trying to make out what he intended to do.

Luke hesitated. The gesture surprised him. Since joining the company, Davis had treated him with unpredictable detachment.

One moment cold, the next unreadably neutral. His behavior had been more mysterious than any of the rumors Luke had heard.

He would have thought he had a split personality, but then he is always warm towards a particular person, Jessica.

Before he applied for the post of an assistant, he had done his research, investigation, and drawn up a few roadmaps that would guide him in this journey since every other previous option he tried had failed.

Yet none of his plans had really worked according to expectation. Recalling his ordeal since he resumed, he sighed.

On the first day, he had cast him aside and handed him to his previous assistant Ethan.

On the second day, he had ignored his greeting but had summoned him to tidy a load of files that held no significance to the current situation.

This afternoon, he had graciously served the tea his wife requested while being questioned as though he was being interviewed, and this minute, he didn’t know what to expect.

With these situations changing and unraveling in the opposite direction, he drew a conclusion: "People had not actually known him well."

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