Redemption Marriage

Chapter 389: How the hell was she able to pull this off?

Despite his answer, Davis felt a wave of emotion crash over him.

He hadn't expected that, in the end, it would be outsiders who cared for his well-being, while his own blood kin

sharpened their knives against him.

Josh Anderson sighed, studying him quietly before gesturing toward the nearest seat as he sat back on the

recliner.

A maid entered with a tray of juice, placing it carefully on the side table. "Thank you," Davis murmured.

He lifted the cup, took a sip, and set it down again. His gaze remained fixed on Josh. "How have you been?"

"I have always been," Josh smirked, "and much better these days. At least there is a headway."

"You sent more people?"

"No. | only asked Julian to investigate. For sreason, there was a breakthrough. He located her in Country Y."

"That's great news."

"Julian left just hours ago. A pity you two haven't met, even after all these years."

Davis nodded, though the thought unsettled him and was more baffling. For reasons beyond logic, his path and

Julian's never seemed to cross.

Since his teen years, Julian had been made to remain abroad. Each tDavis returned, Julian departed. At best,

they missed each other by a few minutes, at worst, by hours.

At spoint even Josh had jokingly told Julian about it. In his words, "Julian, Dave is a good young man, well

nurtured and mannered, but | don’t understand why your paths never meet."

Julian had blinked in confusion. "How?"

"Because as you are returning, he is leaving."

"Well, maybe not the tordained by fate," Julian had said with a half-smile.

Josh had once tried to break the strange pattern. So on one of Julian's return to Country Z, he had called Davis to

visit. Yet, no matter how he tried, he couldn't reach him.

At first, he thought it was simply a matter of connection But as months passed, dread gnawed at him.

It was unlike Davis to spend a full year without checking on him.

Stago, Julian had even asked his father why his friend Dave Raven no longer paid visits.

He could recall that anythe came, he would always be told, "Dave Raven visited," but in a year and a few

months now, he hadn't called, texted or even dropped by.

Finally, Josh had asked his son to investigate that name. There had to be something wrong.

Otherwise, why did he never visit, never call? And why did every attempt to reach him end in voicemail?

Unbeknownst to him, it was during the tof the accident.

"So," Davis asked suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts, "finding her in Country Y...how is she, and with

what family is she living?"

"He hasn't toldthe details. He only askedto be calm and not anxious. But the more he says that, the

more anxious | feel." Josh's voice carried a trace of helplessness.

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Davis raised his brow. "Why anxious?"

Josh exhaled. "He once mentioned seeing her with a crippled man. How could a cripple be worthy of my

Anderson daughter?"

Davis’ heart lurched violently. His brow furrowed. "A crippled man?"

Josh nodded grimly. "I don’t know the specifics. | begged Julian to bring her home, but he insisted on giving her

time."

Davis felt his heart thumping against his chest. His thoughts spun with questions as he tried to piece together

answers that seemed irrelevant.

He deliberated on the sof the key words;

"A crippled man?"

"Julian Anderson?"

"The Anderson son at the banquet seems to refer to this Anderson."

"Does that mean Jessica is really from this Anderson family...or another?"

He needed clarity. He needed answers, and quickly and more importantly he didn’t want to trigger his suspicions.

"Do you know the man’s name?" Davis asked 5carefully.

"I don’t know, but it seems connected to the Allen family’s crippled heir," Josh lamented.

Davis’ mind went blank, his gaze froze.

"God, this can’t be happening."

Blmy mother for givingthat extra name.

"I can’t be meeting my father-in-law in this state."

"Wait, didn’t he just say | wasn’t qualified to marry her? What will he do when he discovers | am Davis Allen?"

He forced a small smile and asked, "Mr. Anders, what sort of man do you hope can marry her?"

Josh sighed deeply, his gaze gentle and soft as he stared into the blue sky. A soft breeze stirred.

"I'l was hoping," he said quietly, "that when she is found, if you aren't married, maybe you could consider

her...or possibly arrange a family worthy of her name."

Davis stifled a bitter smile. It felt ridiculous and ironic how he had been disqualified because of the Allen name

yet as Dave Raven, he was deemed worthy.

But going back to memory, it seemed his fate and path with Jessica in this life had long been tangled. At first, it

was their mothers hoping for a family tie.

Next, it was their paths crossing in an unexpected circumstance. Later, she bechis wife from the

countryside.

And now, she was not just an unknown girl from the countryside but the goddaughter of the Ravensdale family,

granddaughter of the Santiagos, and the biological daughter of the Andersons.

Davis felt his back break into cold sweat. He stared at the man who had unconsciously beca part of his life.

His thoughts unraveling as it dawned on him they are getting more entangled.

His bond with Josh had begun years ago, in an academic setting.

Josh had been a visiting professor of Economics, while Davis, exiled abroad by his grandfather, sat among his

students.

On the first day of lectures, Davis had felt drawn to him, as though they shared affinity.

Josh, in turn, admired his diligence and made him his protégé. Mentor and student grew close, their boundaries

blurring with time.

Yet beneath Josh's calm exterior lingered grief. He had always lamented and grieved for the loss of his daughter.

He had always blamed himself for not taking a stand.

For not denying himself the luxury and nof the Anderson family name.

He and Davis had made countless efforts together, spent hours planning, strategizing every step to search for

this missing jewel.

Josh's voice snapped Davis out of his daze. "Do you wish to marry her?" His voice was sharp, his gaze piercing as

though he wanted to see through any lies or reluctance.

Davis took a deep breath. "Mr. Anderson, isn't it right to wait for her return and then decide?"

At this moment, he couldn’t. Not until he knew for certain. If she was Jessica...then the truth was too tangled.

But if not, then it would be easier to reveal the complications of identity and names.

~Elsewhere~

In a study, a man sat behind a large mahogany table, files sprawled across it, a laptop displaying a stock chart.

Several shelves of books lined the wall, the chandelier’s light illuminating the room.

The man’s expression was blank, his eyes cold as he stared into the distance, an hourglass before him reflected

the light.

Beside him stood a subordinate, back straight. He had arrived just minutes ago, yet it felt like he’d been in an ice

cellar for a decade.

Even as he gave his report, he silently prayed for his life.

Sylas Louis glanced at him, a sigh escaping his lips, his voice rumbling through the study.

"Is that to mean the Allen family had their Vice President and wife arrested?"

He had hoped to maximize this relationship and title for his benefit, but more unexpected was Vera's arrest.

"Who ordered the arrest?"

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"How long before his return?"

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At the end of his words, the phone on the table buzzed with a notification. He picked it up, quickly...then froze.

His brow furrowed as he read the mail. His hand shook. The phone nearly slipped from his grasp.

"Impossible... impossible..."

"Boss, what's wrong?" the subordinate asked cautiously but Sylas wasn't listening.

Sylas surged to his feet. "Jessica! You dare initiate a lawsuit and shut down my Louis Group?"

"You dare freeze the Louis Group trust fund?"

"Aren't you seeking death?"

The subordinate took a deep breath hoping to minimize his presence as he wouldn't want to attract Syla’s wrath.

Then another notification.

"Blocked... by the trade union?"

He furiously paced the study, While he tried to contain his anger, another notification arrived.

"Impossible...Louis family’s private accounts... frozen?"

His temper finally snapped as he hurled the phone at the wall.

The subordinate flinched. He edged toward the door, but Sylas’ glare pinned him like a spear.

"Didn’t you say Davis is abroad?"

"He is..." the man stammered.

"Then tell me...how the hell was she able to pull this off?"