Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption-Chapter 207: Visiting the Company...

Inside the building, Davis and Jessica froze at the entrance to the main office, their breaths hitched at the sight before them.

The mess they saw outside now seemed minor compared to the devastation spread throughout the interior.

The entire reception area and main office area were in complete ruins. Shattered glass littered the tiled floor. Desks had been overturned and broken into pieces.

Some computers were missing altogether, while others were smashed beyond recognition. Wires hung from the ceilings, and papers were strewn everywhere like the aftermath of a storm. The walls bore scratches and cracks, and glass panels were broken.

It was as if a group of people had gone on a wild rampage, destroying everything in sight and taking anything that could be sold or used. This wasn’t simple vandalism—it was deliberate and cruel from the indicators.

Jessica covered her mouth with her hand in shock. "This looks like they had been in a serious fight," she whispered.

After the initial shock Jessica’s eyes moved slowly around the wrecked office taking every silent detail of the wreckage while her head constantly spinned with design concepts and styles that will suit the building during its renovation.

At intervals she stole a glance at Davis, trying to read his expression. Her heart tightened in trepidation. She silently prayed he would remain calm, hoping he wouldn’t break down from what he was seeing.

But instead after his initial outburst at the entrance. There was no other reaction—no shock, no sadness.

Davis sat there quietly, a strange calmness on his face, his expression was cold, too distant and calm—too calm. A faint, unreadable smile lingered on his lips.

That smile scared her. It wasn’t one of amusement or relief. It was distant and sharp, as if something inside him had snapped long ago and revenge slowly brewing.

Though he didn’t say a word, she could see him silently taking note of every broken item, every crack in the walls, every missing detail. His eyes were sharp, scanning everything with quiet intensity.

Jessica sighed softly. She wanted to say something comforting, to ease the burden she knew he carried. But words felt useless here.

There was nothing she could say that would fix the damage. Words couldn’t undo what had been done. "What could she possibly say to erase the wreckage of someone’s dreams?" She mused

They began walking deeper into the building. From the destroyed reception area, Davis guided her through what used to be the various departments.

Slowly and methodically, they checked each department. As they walked, Davis gave brief introductions to the various divisions and what their roles had been. He explained how far each team had advanced before everything fell apart.

Though the halls were silent now, he spoke about each section with a sense of pride and lingering sadness.

"This was our customer service department," he said quietly. "We had some of the best-trained representatives here. Quick, efficient, and respectful."

Jessica nodded, her eyes trailing the ruined desks and broken cubicle partitions.

"And over here," he pointed toward a hall that led into a darker room, "was our R&D department. I had high hopes for them. They were working on something that would have changed the game for us..."His voice trailed off.

He fell silent for a moment, his eyes scanning the remains of a once-busy floor. It wasn’t just a workplace to him—it was a vision, a dream he had poured himself into.

Jessica could sense the pain behind his calm exterior —the pain he tried to hide. For a moment, he looked proud again, remembering the progress they had made. But just as quickly, that pride faded, replaced by a quiet, bitter acceptance of the destruction.

"They really wanted everything gone," Jessica murmured.

Davis nodded. "Yes. Nothing was left to chance."

As they moved from one room to another, Jessica’s mind spun with questions. What kind of force would go to such lengths to ruin a company so thoroughly? What could have driven someone to do all this?

Who hated Davis enough to tear down everything he had built?

What had happened that day? Why hadn’t she heard about this side of the story? She wanted answers and wanted it really fast.

Finally, they reached what was supposed to be the CEO’s office. Jessica stopped in her tracks. The room was... empty. Completely. Not a single file, chair, not even the nameplate on the door or paper remained.

Jessica narrowed her eyes and turned to Davis. "Don’t you think something about this doesn’t add up?" she asked.

"This doesn’t look like a simple layoff," she continued, narrowing her eyes.

Davis arched a brow, curious. "What do you mean?"

"Like I said, this doesn’t look like your staff just walked away because of layoffs or a company shutdown. It looks like the place was emptied forcefully and intentionally."

She paused briefly,taking a quick glance around "It seems they were harassed. Maybe even threatened. Possibly beaten and dragged out. Like someone giving specific orders to clear this place out."

Davis nodded slowly. "You’re right. Go on, what else do you observe?"

She paused, thinking. " Whoever did this wanted to make sure no one would dare stay behind or talk."

"You’re absolutely correct," he said quietly, his eyes staring at some distant, invisible point but not without giving a slight nod of approval.

"That’s exactly what happened." He murmured.

Jessica’s eyes widened. "What?"

Davis leaned back slightly against the wheelchair, his voice low and thoughtful. "I never told you what happened just before my accident, did I?"

"No," she replied, eyes fixed on him.

"Well, on the day of the accident, Ethan reported to me that the company was under attack. He said a group of local people had stormed the premises and were forcing our staff out due to the effect of product recently released at that time."

"I have given it a thought.They claimed to be protesting, but it felt more organized than that. It wasn’t just a protest over our product effect their people like they claimed—it was a siege."

Jessica nodded lightly "Looking at this effect here, it was an organized attack." She said.

"Yes, from all indication." He said, his voice laced with conviction.

"What about then? Are you sure Ethan’s report was real? Could it have been a setup and this was carried out later?" She asked.

Davis gave a bitter laugh. "Do you think Ethan would be fooled by a fake report? He’s too sharp for that. And besides... everything that happened afterward proves it was real."

"What I am trying to do is mark out the time frame because it will help us to know what to investigate later." She explained.

Jessica thought back to the little research she had done about Davis’s accident. The media had only said he was on his way to a business meeting when the crash happened. But now, this new detail painted an entirely different picture.

"You think someone planned this... and knew your schedule?" she asked.

He nodded. "Yes. I think my itinerary was used as well as my anxiousness. They knew exactly when I would be on the road. They wanted me out of the picture."

Jessica was quiet for a moment. Then, she said slowly, "So, I think someone in this community stirred up the trouble, used the locals as pawns, while someone else was watching you and operating behind the scenes."

Davis turned to look at her, impressed. "Exactly. I’ve thought about it for a long time, but now... with you saying it out loud, it all makes more sense." He paused briefly.

"And I will investigate properly and assert my revenge on whoever it is will pay." He said with coldness.

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes before vanishing again.

They continued walking silently, both deep in thought. Every broken chair, every missing cabinet, seemed to echo the betrayal Davis had suffered. freewebnσvel.cѳm

After nearly two hours of moving through the empty halls, they finally returned to the reception area. They both stood there for a while, breathing in the dust and the silence.

"There’s so much to do," Jessica whispered.

Davis nodded. "If we’re going to bring this company back, we have to treat it like starting from scratch. Everything has to be rebuilt."

Jessica placed a hand gently on his arm. "We’ll do it. Together."

Just then, Ethan walked back into the building.

"I’ve handled the matter and had also made a report," Ethan said as he approached them. "The police chief says they’ll assign a few officers for security while you’re in town."

"Good," Davis replied. "Thanks."

Ethan looked around at the broken lobby and frowned. "It’s worse than I thought."

Jessica turned to Davis. "Should we come back again for another inspection?"

He shook his head. "No need. We’ve seen enough. Let’s invite the manager over for further discussions. We’ll handle everything else from a secure location."

Jessica agreed.

As they exited the building, about to board the car, Davis turned to look at the structure one last time. What once stood as a proud legacy had been reduced to rubble.

He sighed.