Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 345: The purpose behind it all ...

~The Secretariat unit~ After leaving Davis' office and being pushed out by one of the guards, Her temper flared. Like a stormy wind, she walked past the Secretariat unit in fury that they exchanged a glance at each other and laughed.

And the next second, someone cout to peep through the hallway.

Seeing her walk a reasonable distance, she cback and, with her hands crossed across her chest, she asked a question that had been tugging at her heartstrings since Vera passed.

"Do you think she will be finding a way to get back to Davis?" "Of course. Who wouldn't?" "Did you even need to ask?" "Haven't you noticed how made up she is today?" "I heard the president is already married, and the wife is a beautiful lady." "I met her in the lobby once. She is not just beautiful but gorgeous and quite intimidating. I believe Vera isn't her match." "If I am the president, I wouldn't bother glancing at this wench." "Be mindful of what you call her. You wouldn't want to lose your job." "I just don't like someone who could only be there when things are rosy, and when it gets tough, she flees." "Not just fleeing. I was even thinking the president was dead at that time, and in compensation for her effort, she was asked to marry Aaron. Never expect her to be just a green tea bitch." "Really? If the president had died, shouldn't she give herself stto nurse her broken heart before she jumps into another man?" "For me, I am not interested in how many times she jumps, but I am only interested in how I can lay hands on the president's wife's phone number to inform her so she can put her in her place.

Besides, I heard she is the largest shareholder-even more than the president." "Are you saying the president is working for his wife?" "You can put it that way." "This love is really great." "Is the Secretariat office now so ideal that you have the chance to gossip?" Ethan's voice thundered through the door. The ladies spun quickly on their heels, and they returned to their cubicles.

His gaze expressionlessly swept across their faces before it settled on the lady that wanted Jessica's contact so as to put Vera in her place.

"Linda, if she comes around, you call me. I will cover," he instructed.

At the fall of his voice, the Secretariat office buzzed with smiles as each made their decision to watch out for the lady Vera.

Ethan glanced around again, making sure they understood him, and he nodded.

Jessica doesn't need to concern herself about the events here. He will be sure to protect Davis from the claws of Vera and any other woman.

He had witnessed how hurt he was, how he lost his sanity, and how torturous his life had been until Jessica calong.

And Vera? She doesn't deserve him-not in ten lifetimes.

And as far as he is concerned, no lady dares to cclose. He doesn't mind losing his job to solve it.

~Vera's Office~ Stepping into her office, she closed the door behind her so that it shut with a thud, its sound reverberating across the floor.

Her hands clenched to her side as she paced her office.

At spoint, she held on to the table to steady herself from falling as she trembled with anger.

"Davis, are you really being difficult?" "Do you really hatethis much?" "Do you really think I haven't paid a price for you to live?" "Do you ever know that if I hadn't accepted the arrangement, you would have been injected with that serum?" "You might have remained paralyzed? You might have died?" "Yet at this time..." She took a deep breath.

"I think I got it all wrong from the beginning. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted that option." "Maybe another step would have led to your safety, but then I was anxious...was it really anxious?" she murmured.

"No, I didn't want to lose my place in the Louis family. If I had done that, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to keep you." "I can't be thrown into the streets, and I can't lose you." Recalling the series of events that had transpired at that time, she slumped back into her seat.

~Six years ago~ The evening sun had turned to its golden glow as it headed to the west. The Louis estate spanned across a few hectares of land. Trees were scantily planted at the left end, on the right was an orchard.

Sprawling across was the well-mowed lawn and trimmed flowers that bordered the driveway.

The gate was opened by the guard stationed there. Vera drove into the Louis estate, the sun reflecting on the glass, and with clear precision, she drove directly into the garage before turning off the ignition.

With a click, the door opened, and her personal maid walked over to her, her eyes darting around the compound. "Miss, you are welcome." Noting her cautious attitude, she paused mid-step. "What is the problem?" "We are having sguests." "Guests?" Vera asked, her brow furrowed in contemplation. "Do you know who they are?" she asked.

She needed to understand the situation. She needed to know the guests and then the possible reason for their visit.

She had hoped the maid would tell her about the guest—possibly their name—but her next statement left her stumped and rooted to the spot.

"They are discussing your marriage," she said.

"Marriage?" she asked, her eyes widened, but then she quickly composed herself. The maid nodded her head. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for whatever it might be. She wouldn't let them notice she had been told, and she really needed to hear it for herself.

She had always known her marriage to be arranged for business ties, but never had she thought it would be coming this fast.

She stepped into the living room, her gaze taking in the view of the people there. Her eyes turned colder. Seated on the couch was Ezra, a council member and board official in charge of research and development, flanked on both sides by two younger men.

"Vera, you are back?" her father asked. She nodded and exchanged a light greeting with them before she returned to her bedroom.

After a while, there was a brief knock at the door. "Cin." Her maid cin, curtseying briefly. "You are summoned to the living room," she said before exiting.

Vera braced herself for whatever the reason might be. Living in the Louis family for decades had always reminded her of her place, since they never hid their disdain.

She had always been made to work off her boot just to please them. On the surface, she had been the Louis princess, but then only a few of knew she was just a means to an end.

Stepping into the sitting room, the guests were gone, and their flashy cars were nowhere near the compound. Her father Sylas Louis pointed to the couch where the young man had settled. She sat down and waited patiently, yet didn't wait too long, and his voice sounded...

"Vera, you have a task to complete, and it's for the good of the family," he started.

Vera felt her heart thump with uncertainty and trepidation. With the word 'task' included in the statement, she was now certain it wouldn't be just the simple task everyone knew. And true to her thoughts, his next sentence made her stand from her seat...

"You have to make Davis Allen marry you," he said without batting an eyelid.

"Dad?" she shrieked with shock.

"Vera, you listen, and I will explain," he said.

"Davis is the next heir of the Allen family, and getting married to him will help our family to stabilize our position. Moreover, there is a secret in their possession," Sylas explained.

Vera turned her gaze toward him. "A secret?" she asked.

"Yes. There is a prototype in their possession that, when recovered, could rank our family to the top," he explained.

At that moment, Sylas' eyes were ablaze with greed. Vera felt herself recoil, and her head throbbed.

She had known Davis when he was out of the country. And though they acknowledged each other, he had always kept her in the friend zone.

And back in the country, they have kept their relationship that way.

"Dad, it wouldn't be possible," she said.

"What makes it impossible? You have known him for a while, and isn't now the tto settle that relationship?" he queried. His voice was furious and cold.

"You better get him to propose and an engagement planned. Otherwise, consider yourself leaving the Louis family, since you are not of any use," he said.

Dropping these words, he stormed out of the living room. Vera felt her body go cold.

There is no doubt, her father's goal was the prototype.

At that time, she had wondered what would happen when they lay their hands on the prototype.

Yet, who would have thought he went out of his way to visit the Allen family and propose marriage and the old man anxious of his grandson settling down had agreed to his proposal. ~Buzz~ ~Buzz~ Vera snapped out of her thoughts. Picking the phone from the desk, she felt her heart lurch into her stomach as she took a glance at the nflashing on the screen.

~Dad~