Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77: He is not a villain

"Well, whether it was one person or a hundred, it doesn’t matter anymore."

She straightened and waved a hand dismissively. "You’re done here." Her voice cold leaving no room for maneuvering.

She turned her gaze to a nearby assistant who had been watching the scene unfold in shock.

"Call the security. Have him escorted out of this mall immediately."she instructed.

"No! Please!" The manager’s voice cracked as he clutched at Jessica’s feet, but she simply stepped back with a look of disgust.

"Do you really understand the gravity of who you stopped entering the mall? She asked. She has always believed in telling one why they are suffering.

The manager shook his head, he didn’t know. The one thing he is certain is Desmond didn’t want him allowing anyone crippled into the mall. The reason he didn’t know or may be he has a secret plot.

"Well, ex-manager the man on the wheelchair is Davis Allen., your Boss before his accident.

The man’s eyes widened in shock but the next minute he was forcefully escorted out the building by the security men.

The manager let out a choked sob as the security arrived to drag him away. Davis watched the scene unfold, his hand tightening slightly around . She had stepped in when he had felt his lowest, turning the entire situation around in seconds.

After a few minutes,so many assistants scrambled to attend to their needs but a certain assistant was not happy about the incident.

Jessica while trying out a tie on Davis felt an unfriendly lingering gaze on her, she smiled lightly and glanced back in time to see the lady before she averted her gaze.

Slowly, she approached her and presented the tie to her "Do you think this tie will be good for him", Jessica asked slowly while caressing the tie.

The lady was furious internally but couldn’t let it show "I think it is okay," she answered her voice and smile forced.

"How dare a nonentity like her throw her weight around." She mused, her heart burning with rage on behalf of Aaron. He has promised to marry her when everything settles down but then Davis need to be out of the picture as well as his lackey and useless wife.

Jessica observed the assistant carefully, her sharp gaze catching the flicker of emotions that flashed across the woman’s face. Anger... resentment... and something deeper—hatred.

Her fingers brushed over the tie as she hummed softly. "You think it’s okay?" she repeated, tilting her head.

The assistant swallowed, forcing a polite nod. "Yes, ma’am."

Pamela, who had been casually flipping through a rack of suits while waiting for Jessica, smirked as she glanced at the assistant.

"Hmm... I wonder why your expression says otherwise?"Pamela’s voice laced with a knowing smirk. The woman stiffened but quickly masked her emotions. "I don’t know what you mean, Miss."

Jessica chuckled lightly, setting the tie aside. "It’s fine. Everyone has preferences." She stepped closer, lowering her voice. "But next time, try not to glare so openly. It makes your intentions too obvious."

The assistant’s hands clenched at her sides, but she kept her head down.

"Who does this woman think she is?" she seethed internally. She’s just an outsider! She doesn’t belong in the Allen family!"

Jessica, however, had already dismissed her, turning back to Davis and adjusting his collar. Davis, who had been silent through the exchange, finally spoke. "Jessica." But she shook her head "you don’t worry." Jessica interrupted him lightly.

"It seems that is the lie she was feed by Aaron but come to think of it, how did she get involved into the mall if not plotted.

Jessica leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let me make something very clear, Bianca."

Her lips curled into a smirk. "You were never important. Not to this store, not to me... and definitely not to Aaron because you are just a plaything he kept and brainwashed." Her tone cold.

Bianca’s breathing grew erratic. She opened her mouth to argue, but it seems that is true because Aaron seems to have sidelined her since recently.

"Escort Bianca Jones out," Jessica commanded coolly. The security came forth and dragged her out of their mall. Jessica’s eyes narrowed at how vast Aaron and Desmond had gone putting in their minions without notice.

"No! You can’t do this to me!" Bianca shrieked as she was dragged away. "Aaron will—"

The doors slammed shut behind her, cutting off her words. Jessica exhaled softly, dusting off her hands as if she had just disposed of trash.

Pamela burst out laughing. "Jessy, how did you know she is Aaron’s lackey.

Ethan shook his head in disbelief. "She really admitted it herself. We barely even had to press her."

Davis, who had been watching silently, let out a low chuckle. "You didn’t even need to ask why she was glaring at you. She served the answer on a silver platter."

Jessica shrugged, picking up the tie again. "People like her are predictable." She turned to Davis, holding up the tie with a playful smile. "Now... back to more important matters. Try this one."

Davis stared at her for a moment before letting out a rare, genuine laugh. "Yes, boss."