Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 400

Chapter 400: Ruin him slowly with his past...

By the time Davis left the club, it was already midnight. His eyes lingered on the glittering neon lights of the city, yet his heart felt no trace of admiration.

At the moment, he couldn’t stop worrying about how to explain the situation to old man Allen at home, to Deborah, to the Santiago family, and above all...to his grandfather, Elliot.

No doubt he was bound to return to a restless estate where both staff and inhabitants were already hanging by a thin thread of patience.

Lost in thought, his phone suddenly buzzed. He glanced at the screen and froze. "Speak of the devil..." he muttered under his breath, sliding his finger across to pick the call.

In a calm tone, he greeted, "Grandpa?"

There was no doubt Elliot had already heard of the incident. What information could possibly escape their Mafia Veteran and Lord?

"Davis, what is going on in the Allen family? How is my daughter? And who was bold enough to move their hands and legs? What are you doing about it?" Elliot’s voice fired questions in one breath.

Davis felt his ears buzzing. He wasn’t sure if he had heard them all, or if the words had simply flooded in and out.

He parted his lips to respond, only to realize he hadn’t actually grasped the questions fully.

Taking a steadying breath thinking of what to say, he was met with another wave of impatience: "Davis, have you suddenly gone dumb?" Elliot barked from the other end.

"Grandpa, no... I was about to give you an answer."

"Anyway, don’t bother with excuses or whatever answer you are planning to give me. Just come back to your house. I am already close by."

Davis sighed in frustration. The day couldn’t possibly get worse. "I am on my way," he clipped.

The call ended with a sharp beep. Davis stared at his phone for a long moment. The weight on his shoulders seemed to grow heavier...yet another person was coming to demand answers.

Though Elliot might have been his grandfather, that man sure knows how to choose girls over boys and the fact that Jessica was his goddaughter and granddaughter-in-law makes it more complicated.

"Sir," Ethan’s voice broke the silence, "from the result you got from the club, what do you plan to do?"

It hadn’t truly been a club, but rather a hidden world Davis accessed only when urgent information was needed.

A world that constantly tempted him to fall deeper, but one he always kept at arm’s length.

Perhaps it was because of principle, or perhaps because he refused to stain his own hands. Whatever the case, Ethan never asked...the reason was one Davis kept to himself.

This world wasn’t a simple one. It was a network, a black market, a place where information was currency...sold to the highest bidder, or taken by the stronger opponent, often at a dire cost.

A world that always tethers him on the edge of embracing the reason his mother had left the Ravensdale family just to live a simple life with Alex...his father.

And yet, tonight, Davis had secured answers with a flick of his fingers, answers his men might have struggled weeks to uncover.

A faint smile tugged at his lips, though his eyes remained cold as they gazed into the distance. "He always believed there was a secret place in this world. But I would be patient enough to ruin him slowly...with his past."

"Are you implying..." Ethan started, but Davis’ low voice cut him off.

"Just imagine him waking up with one of his darkest deeds suddenly appearing on his phone." His lips curved darkly.

How he wished he would be there to witness the fear and shock to live well when he knows someone is aware of his secret.

Ethan cringed briefly, his throat tightening. "That’s... terrifying."

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