Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Are you certain about this?

"Are you afraid of that?"

Jessica inhaled deeply, her fingers gripping the pen. "Not really," she admitted. "But it’s the uncertainty of what comes after. What happens when they find out?"

Elder Allen leaned back against the pillows, exhaustion evident in his features, but his voice remained firm. "Desmond and the others will suspect something, but they won’t act immediately. As far as they’re concerned, you’re insignificant in the grand scheme of things. That’s our advantage."he analyzed.

Jessica’s lips pressed into a thin line. She knew Elder Allen was right—Desmond and the rest of the family saw her as nothing more than an unwanted addition to the household. No one would expect her to hold power, let alone the total shares of the Allen empire.

Her gaze dropped back to the document. The shares in question were substantial, an ancestral legacy passed on to generations.

She lifted the pen, hovering over the signature line.

"Are you certain about this?"She asked the umpteenth time a with complicated gaze. She is yet to understand why this man had trusted her so much to handover the total existence of the Allen family.

Jessica clenched her jaw, then, without another word, she signed her name in a bold, precise strokes. As she set the pen down, the weight of her decision settled over her. There was no turning back now.

Jessica closed the document and carefully slid it back into the brown envelope. Without hesitation, she handed it back to Elder Allen.

"I’ll pick it at my convenience," she said calmly, her expression impassive but her heart heavy.

Elder Allen studied her for a moment, a flicker of approval in his weary eyes. "You’re cautious. That’s good." He took the envelope and placed it beside him on the nightstand. "But don’t wait too long, Jessica. The tides in this family can change overnight." He muttered.

Jessica nodded, her thoughts unreadable. She knew the weight of what she had just signed, but taking possession of the document now would only draw unwanted attention. "I understand," she said simply.

Elder Allen adjusted properly on the bed ready to sleep for the night. His voice softer now. "You’ve done well tonight, child. Now go get some rest. Am sorry, I have to put you through this" He apologized sincerely.

Jessica stood up, her fingers tightening slightly before she let go. She gave the old man one last glance before turning toward the door. "I won’t let you down." She said. It is an insurance, a declaration and a conviction while offering herself comfort.

"I trust you" he replied. Nora’s daughter won’t be anything less. A woman who broke the record in her lifetime to revive a fallen investment.

Leaving the room, she closed the door gently behind her. Her mind a whirlwind of emotion as she recalled how a simple reunion dinner had taken a drastic turn to become a battlefield. "It is really complex", she muttered while walking down the hallway.

With the signing of the share transfer agreement, Jessica felt like one suppressed by a boulder. As she walk through the hallway to return to her and Davis bedroom she felt the atmosphere suffocating and depressing.

Without a second thought, she spurned on her heels and decided to take a stroll but because it is night she walked to the balcony.

Jessica stepped onto the balcony, the cool night breeze brushing against her skin. The vast expanse of darkness stretched before her, dotted with distant city lights, the moon shining bright. Her gaze into the distance, her mind heavy, burdened by the weight of a new decision.

She gripped the railing lightly, her fingers pressing into the cold metal as she closed her eyes allowing the night breeze to wash away the fatigue of the day’s stress as she took a slow, steady breath.

"Why did Elder Allen entrust this to her? "What exactly is the situation in the Allen family? She mused.

She made a simple decision"go with the flow and investigate things underground." The family was like a pack of wolves, circling, waiting for a weakness to pounce. And by signing that document, she had just painted a target on her back.

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