Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption-Chapter 183: Coincidental Meeting

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Chapter 183: Coincidental Meeting

Jessica paused for a moment at the door. She knocked again—lightly this time before slowly pushing the door open after hearing a voice from inside.

As she stepped into the room, a young man quickly got up and approached her with a respectful smile."Good day, Lady Bright," he greeted with a slight bow. novelbuddy.cσ๓

"Good day," Jessica responded, her voice calm and polite. "Are you the representative?" she asked, studying him with a curious gaze.

From his demeanor, she could tell he was either an assistant or a junior executive of the company.

Maxwell nodded quickly. Inside, he scolded himself for being so nervous around her. Her presence was powerful, intimidating and commanding.

But what could he do? His boss had handed him this meeting like a ticking time bomb—and now he had to handle it.

Knowing how important the cooperation is for the Anders new enterprise dealing in clothing. He prayed silently that he doesn’t mess it up.

"What about your boss?" she asked, walking further into the lounge room. "Had an emergency and had taken a leave, we are sorry." Maxwell replied this time more professional and composed.

He returned to his seat, picked up a file from the desk, and respectfully handed it to her.

Jessica accepted the file and sat down gracefully, her eyes scanning the documents inside.

After a moment, she raised her head and asked, "Is he reachable by phone, since he had to leave for something urgent?" She raised a brow in question.

Jessica didn’t have a direct line to these partners from the start, but she’d always been aware of every collaboration while Richard handles the process but the case of Anders group is delicate coupled with the fact there are seeking utmost sincerity.

The partnership between Anders Group and Angel Wears had been under discussion for a long time. Talks had stalled midway, but with Jessica’s recent ambition to take over the Brown Group, she had instructed Richard to restart the process.

With the token of authority left behind by her mother, she planned to acquire the Brown Group independently and use it to form a solid alliance with the Anders Group.

Once done, George Brown would no longer be in charge. He will no longer mismanage Nora Santiagos’ life long sweat.

A step she should have completed all this while but then the familial bond had hindered her. She had tried to consider but time and time again, they had forced her hand.

Taking a deep breath, she dialed the number Maxwell gave her. But the moment she saw the digits and the name displayed, her hand froze.

It was the same number and name she had saved just moments ago. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. She stared at the screen before swallowing hard and pressing the call button after gathering her composure.

When the call connected, she spoke softly. "Hello, I’ve arrived." On the other end, Julia was stunned. He hadn’t expected to see Jessica’s number calling him again so soon after they exchanged contacts.

His heart pounded as he quickly picked up, hands trembling with excitement.

Then he heard her next words.

"I met your assistant. He said you had an emergency," she said, her voice calm, smooth, and oddly comforting.

"Jessica Davis, are you the boss of Angel Wears?" he asked, his voice full of disbelief.

Jessica blinked, but her voice stayed composed. "I was going to ask you the same—are you the boss of Anders Group?"

Maxwell, who was standing nearby, quietly watched her. Hearing her conversation, he started to wonder about her identity. Her confidence, her calm presence—she was unlike any woman he had ever seen around his boss. Most were always nervous or flustered.

Julia’s voice came back through the phone. "I think our collaboration will be much easier now that we know who we are," he said quickly, not wanting to lose the moment.

He never imagined that Jessica,( his sister) was the powerful CEO of Angel Wears. It felt like fate had just handed him a golden opportunity—and he had no intention of letting it slip by.

He had always thought of how to foster relationship with her without alarming her of their identity but this opportunity seems to be coming on a platter of gold.

Jessica had suspected this response from him as well. From the moment she met him, something about him tugged at her memory—his eye color, his short ebony-black hair, his face... Even though his masculine features masked it, she could see similarities to herself.

There were too many coincidences.

She still had doubts. But what surprised her most was how easily she had let her guard down and given him her number. That wasn’t like her.

But for now, she didn’t mind rescheduling the meeting. "After all, George Brown might still have so many hidden secrets she will need to uncover. May be having a son outside wedlock might be one of them." She thought to herself.

"That’s not a problem," she said smoothly. A soft smirk formed on her lips. "I’ll take my leave for now." With that, she ended the call.

She turned to Maxwell. "Since I’ve spoken with your boss, there’s no need to go over everything. I’ll take the file with me, review the terms, and give him my feedback," she said with a firm tone.

Maxwell nodded quickly, but his mind was far away. He kept thinking about the strange familiarity between Jessica and his boss.

Their cold expressions, their serious eyes... it was like they were mirrors of each other. "I wonder what she looks like when she smiles," he thought, "Or if she ever smiles at all... She might just be like him—stone cold."

"Do you understand me?" Jessica asked, her brows slightly furrowed when he didn’t respond. Snapping out of his thoughts, Maxwell stood straighter. "Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry. My mind drifted.

Jessica sighed lightly. Ethan and Richard—her usual team—were always composed and efficient, never distracted by emotion or thought. She gave Maxwell a second look, wondering if he really had what it took to be part of Anders Group’s team.

After giving him a few more instructions, Jessica made her way out of the building. She had a full schedule ahead—there was the hospital to visit, the situation with the Browns, and now the growing puzzle of Julia Anderson.

But for today, she’d head home and finish up her designs for the next fashion season of Angel Wears—a program that usually ushers in their new trends in fashion.