Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Inform me when it is the right time...

With Davis out of the house, Jessica took her time to explore the estate. Though the surroundings were familiar, she felt the need to reacquaint herself with every corner as if seeing it for the first time.

While she toured the compound, Deborah kept her company and in a calm and steady voice she explained a few details of the estate to her–including areas where she made a few changes herself.

After the tour, Jessica returned to her room, took a refreshing bath, and enjoyed a warm brunch.

Her new phone had been restored with her files, and the sight of pending orders waiting to be attended to gave her a strange sense of normalcy.

She had barely powered on her laptop when her phone buzzed, slicing through the silence of the study. She picked it up with a soft sigh.

"Richard," she murmured softly.

"Are you up?" his voice flowed through the speaker, a teasing tone in his voice.

Jessica scoffed. "Who stays in bed at eleven?"

Richard chuckled at the memory of her pregnancy days. Jessica would always tell him to handle every task either she was sleepy, or she was tired, and other times she was putting some people in their place.

Her calm voice brought him back to the present. "What’s up?"

"What’s up?" Jessica’s calm voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"The Clarence auction comes up tonight," he said.

Jessica’s hand tightened over the phone before releasing.

"What are the items available?"

"I guess we have to take a trip to find out. Though, I have already sent a few of them to your mail." Richard’s calm voice slithered through the phone.

"Alright, pick me up at eight tonight."

"Shouldn’t you inform Davis of your intention of going to the auction?" Richard probed.

"I will inform him. Besides, my purpose of going to the auction is business related, and I believe he isn’t unreasonable not to understand." Her lips curled with a smirk.

Still, she couldn’t help imagining his reaction when she told him. Maybe he’d say: You’re too weak to attend.

She rolled her eyes inwardly.

"That’s okay," Richard said lightly, changing the subject. "How are you coping with the twins?"

"They’re wonderful. I still can’t believe I woke up to find myself a mother to such beautiful dumplings."

"Sorry I missed your welcome dinner. Davis informed me but..." His voice trailed off.

"That’s fine. Honestly, it probably helped."

They chatted a little longer about the auction, exchanged instructions, then ended the call.

Jessica leaned back in her chair, her gaze drifting into the distance in contemplation.

For years, she had searched for a particular piece of jewelry, and Clarence House now seemed to be her last hope.

"I just hope it won’t be another futile trip like in the past," she muttered.

~Julian’s estate~

Julian stood by the window, his gaze in the distance, lost in thought. Maxwell walked up behind, his composure respectful. "Sir, the auction is tonight. Are you still attending?"

He turned around to meet his gaze. "What do you think?"

Maxwell swallowed hard. He handed over his tablet to him.

"These are the items to be displayed. What should I prepare for?"

Julian studied the items carefully, his lips curling up lightly. "She deserves the best. Let’s go for this," he said as he zoomed in on a delicate diamond necklace.

Maxwell nodded and turned around to leave when Julian’s voice echoed behind him again. "Did you manage to get your hands on the invitations?"

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