Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: I should raise my voice...

At the international airport of Country Z, Ethan and Davis walked side by side toward the exit.

Ethan, as usual, handled their few pieces of luggage with quiet efficiency, while Davis, still unsettled from the long flight, switched off airplane mode on his phone the instant they stepped out. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

His fingers, restless, dialed the one number that had haunted him throughout the journey. But the call didn’t connect.

A frown tightened his jaw. He tried again, only for his phone to buzz with a notification instead.

For a fleeting moment his chest tightened then relaxed when he read the message.

Relief softened his expression, a quiet smile tugging at his lips even though the call had not gone through.

"Long time, Mr. Raven," a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and a sharply prominent nose greeted warmly, his smile bright as he approached.

Pulling the car door open, he stood aside respectfully.

"Long time," Davis returned the greeting with a firm handshake, his gaze steady.

Ethan, less formal, clasped the man into a friendly hug before they slipped into the car and they left the bustling airport behind.

Their car glided smoothly through the city lights toward their hotel.

"Are we joining the summit immediately?" Ethan asked, flipping through Davis’ schedule with practiced focus.

"Not yet. I have to see him first," Davis replied, a subtle glint of warmth flickering in his otherwise composed eyes.

"Are we going now?"

"Get to the hotel first. We’ll discuss after," he said, leaning back against the armrest, closing his eyes.

A single thought weighed heavily on him: he needed to arrive at the hotel quickly and see if he could contact her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be at peace.

"Any updates about events back in the country?"

"Not until we settle in the hotel," Ethan replied evenly.

"Alright. Keep me informed," Davis instructed, though his voice had grown distant.

His mind was already far away, wandering to Jessica as he pondered on what she was doing at this very moment.

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Meanwhile, in a car racing through the crowded streets toward the Central Hospital, Jessica sat in the backseat, her legs crossed, the Alpha Project files that Davis had given her days ago spread open across her lap.

Her ballpoint moved swiftly, striking bold marks across the documents as she went through every clause, her sharp eyes picking up every questionable clause in the documents.

Halfway through, a thought struck her. Without hesitation, she reached for her phone and dialed. "Send me all the documents and information you’ve gathered on the Louis family...their assets, their business trends, everything," she instructed briskly before ending the call.

Her tone left no room for negotiation..

Without glancing at the driver, she asked flatly, "How many minutes before we arrive?"

The driver checked the rearview mirror, his eyes briefly meeting her composed yet sharp reflection. "About ten minutes, ma’am."

"Make it five," she ordered.

His eyes widened slightly at the decisiveness in her tone, but he nodded. "Yes, ma’am." He replied

He stepped harder on the gas pedal and the vehicle shot forth like an arrow.

Within minutes, the car pulled into the hospital parking lot.

Her phone buzzed with multiple notifications just as she wanted to step down , she paused her movement and clicked on the mail, her lips curled up in a cold arc as she read the contents..

Then her expression hardened.

Newsfeeds flooded her screen one after another:.

"The Alpha Project, the Louis group, finally speaks up on its delay.

"Is the Alpha Project a sham project by the Allen Group?"

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