Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption-Chapter 190: Welcome back Boss...

Ethan nodded at Davis’s instructions. Davis gathered the documents together, placed them back into the envelope, and dropped it beside him. His brow furrowed deeply as he tapped his forehead, lost in thought.

He had always believed that his accident was just that—an accident. But after Jessica mentioned that someone had tampered with his nerves on purpose, everything changed. She had wanted to investigate it, but he had stopped her, afraid that if the real culprit found out, Jessica would be targeted.

Yet, true to her words, the evidence showed it was a carefully planned attack, even followed up at the hospital. Davis’s heart tightened painfully. Although he had dominated the market with hard work and strategy, this hidden attack made him question everything.

He would have liked to blame Desmond, but it seemed unlikely that Desmond had acted alone. As he thought back to the events of fifteen years ago, a shiver ran through him. Back then, it had been reported that his father’s enemies had attacked them while he was on his way to a business meeting, resulting in his his and his sister’s kidnapping.

The painful ordeal had cost them dearly—their parents had died, his sister lost—and as a result, the old man had sent him abroad for his safety and in finding his sister recently he found out she had amnesia due to the series of attacks. He couldn’t stop blaming himself.

All these years, Davis had foolishly believed those incidents were just the work of enemies. Now, he knew better. But this time, he wasn’t going to stay quiet.

This time, he had made a simple decision. He would settle old scores and new ones alike. He would dig into every secret, uncover every hidden truth, and make sure every wrong deed was paid for. Even the smallest betrayal would not be forgiven.

If they loved family hatred so much, then he would teach them the true meaning of it. He will accompany them, building an empire out of it. He will prove to them the benefits of hatred through actions.

Lost in thought, Davis didn’t realize how much time had passed.

"How many minutes until we reach our destination?" he asked coldly.

Since they set off, Ethan had been carefully monitoring the time and their location while the driver sped through the roads like an arrow shot from a bow. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Twenty minutes at the current speed." Ethan replied immediately.

"Ethan, start close surveillance on Desmond and Aaron. Also, investigate the Louis family and find out why they are so eager to connect with the Allen family," Davis ordered.

He continued, "My wife recently mentioned that she saw Vera at the hospital with another man, and Aaron with another woman. I think it’s time we send them a little gift," Davis said with a smirk.

"Gift?" Ethan asked, his eyes widening slightly in fear. In the past, Davis wouldn’t bother with other people’s affairs, but now, Ethan wasn’t so sure what to expect.

"What? Haven’t they been too happy for too long? It’s time to stir things up a bit," Davis said lightly. "Also, find out Vera’s biological family."

Ethan felt a strong urge to ask when he should start working on all these tasks. But he wisely stayed silent—any unnecessary questions might just cost him his head. Quietly, he scribbled everything down on his notepad. He would have to get to work the moment they returned from this trip.

He sighed inwardly, already mourning the chaos that was about to hit the Allen family.

Davis stared at Ethan for a moment, making a mental note to reward him soon for his loyalty and constant support.

The car finally came to a smooth stop in front of a magnificent, towering building with a modern, stylish design. Ethan quickly got out, retrieved the wheelchair from the trunk, and helped Davis settle into it with practiced ease.

Davis wore a mask, partly covering his face, and they made their way into the building. The elevator dinged softly, announcing its arrival, and soon they were walking down a quiet hallway leading to the conference room.

Inside the conference room, several strong and serious-looking young men sat according to rank. Their expressions were cold and intimidating, and the room was filled with a heavy, chilly aura.

When they saw Davis enter in his wheelchair, they immediately stood up and, in one loud, united voice, said, "Welcome back, Boss!"

Davis nodded slightly and wheeled himself to the head of the room, gesturing for everyone to sit down. He didn’t expect he would be able to meet them in a wheelchair.

Recalling the time he woke up, he dreads seeing anyone who had known him seated on a wheelchair but now he doesn’t care anymore. It’s not like the chair is hindering his existence and just like Jessica said, he can live well with it

The meeting officially began. Davis first took the time to thank them for their patience, loyalty, and hard work over the past year. As a reward, he promised to raise their salaries. Gasps of surprise and rare smiles broke out on their usually emotionless faces.

Once that was settled, Davis moved on to the real purpose of the meeting: redefining their mission, reassigning tasks, and expanding their operations into a broader area—intelligent services.

By the time Davis finished, evening had already arrived. There was one last thing to take care of. With a flick of his phone, he projected an image onto the large screen at the front of the room.

A beautiful woman’s face appeared on the screen.

The men in the room quickly straightened, their focus sharpening as they waited for instructions.

"You are to obey her as you obey me," Davis said firmly. "If any trouble comes her way, protect her at all costs. If anything happens to her, you will have me to answer to."

Their response came quickly and without hesitation. They didn’t need further explanation—they immediately understood. She was the woman their boss cared deeply for. She was their boss lady now.

By the time the meeting ended, Davis felt exhausted. It had been a long and draining day. As he was being wheeled out of the conference room, he couldn’t help but wonder what Jessica might be doing at that moment.

Just then, his phone buzzed with an incoming call. He pulled it out of his pocket, and a wide grin spread across his face.

"Is someone already missing me?" he teased as he answered.

"No," Jessica’s soft voice came through the phone, sounding peaceful and sweet, "I just called to check on you and find out when you’re coming back."

Davis chuckled softly to himself. He knew she was lying. But he didn’t call her out on it. If he teased her too much, she might hang up, and he wanted to talk to her a little longer.

Slowly, Ethan pushed him toward the car. Once they were settled inside, Davis spoke again.

"I’ll be back soon. Be good," he said gently before the call ended.