Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: 9 The game has just begun

"I want my mother's belongings and the safe which have been moved from my room before I leave for the Allen's", she said icily.

George didn't expect this to be her condition. Looking at Jessica's nonchalance, Risa's pleading eyes and Clara's light caress on his arm; it is already clear the unspoken hope they had on him and Jessica's taunt if he fails the challenge. Should he refuse her condition, how will he get away from the Allen family? And should he agree, how possible is it that he will get his hand on the belongings again?

"I agree", he stated as he struggled to maintain his calm. He had encountered so many powerful opponents calmly in the business world but Jessica's request has unraveled him more than he had expected. He didn't expect Jessica to remember of those belongings and the safe. She had been a little over seven years when she left for the countryside.

"Okay, I will be waiting for the items", she smirked as she pushed her seat back and stood up.

Looking at their faces scrunched with fury, she was in happy mood. She haven't felt this good in ages. Lightly patting Risa's back "Have a good night Sis", She smirked as she sauntered upstairs to her room.

"Bang", Clara and Risa flinched in shock. George was blazing in fury, his eyes reddened in anger. Clara distanced herself from him.

"Have you seen the result of your decision to bring her back?", he growled.

"Honey, this isn't the end of it", Clara said as her eyes flashed with calculations. It is clear she has another plot underway.

"What do you mean?" He asked, his tone a suppressed anger.

Clara looked around the dining room and not seeing any maid in sight, he whispered her plans into George's ear. His face brightened immediately at the suggestion. But then a trace of worry etched his face "Is this possible and wouldn't back fire?"

Clara shook her head "no matter how old she might have grown some traits can't be wiped out so we explore her weakness when the time comes." She stated.

"Mom, Dad I am been kept in the dark. What is the deal?" Risa asked. Clara patted her daughter's back urging her to calm down. "As long as am not made to marry that cripple any arrangement is fine", Risa muttered before she made her way upstairs.

Jessica returned to her room fulfilled, looking at the moonlight shining in through the windows she felt her burden take away.

Though, she didn't expect the marriage alliance with the Allen family and she couldn't predict the result she might receive in this journey she promised to make the best use of it. When she sets her plans in motion, the title of Mrs. Allen will play a crucial role. She retrieved her phone and quickly dialed a number through her speed dial "I need information on the events happening in the Allen family asap", she said with a faint tone.

"I will gather as much as I can", the voice responded. Jessica set her phone down and sat down on the bed while she let her mind travel back at the time her mother had instructed her on the things in the safe. She needed them back, complete and in order without omitting any one.

~The next morning~

The sun rose very early in the morning as if in a hurry to witness the scene of events in the Brown family.

In Jessica's room the sun filtered through, its rays illuminating the room as its golden streaks lined the walls. She lay still in a peaceful slumber without any care in the world.

Her phone placed on the bedside dinged with a new notification and in a few moments its ringing interrupted the tranquility, Jessica groggily stretched her hand and picked up the call "Yes, did you find anything?" After listening for a while to what the caller has to say she rubbed her brows "Alright, you keep an eye on them and inform me of any of their moves." She instructed calmly.

Lifting herself up from the bed, she placed the call on the handsfree mode to prepare for the day.

"Why are you investigating the Allen's, you don't have any business feud with them or are you planning any corporations with them?" Richard voice filtered through the phone.

"It's a new adventure so just to be prepared." She chimed.

"Ahh, a new adventure? What do you mean? Can you make it clear? What are stakes?", Richard chirped.

"Noisy", she muttered and ended the call as she rubbed her eye brow. Talking with Richard had always drained her of every ounce of strength. She couldn't help but wonder the level of energy pack God had deposited in him.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, she contemplated what faced her and how she will have to navigate it but then one thing is certain—"the game has just begun." While she put down eyeliner, a knock came through the door followed by the voice of the maid "Master wants you downstairs."

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