Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 379: This is the end

Lady Matilda's voice carried through the grand hall, firm though tinged with weariness.

"With this, every official document in the Santiagos’ nis hereby revoked, as well as every position handled in

the Santiagos’ nand group."

The silence that followed was suffocating. At the end of her speech, she turned away from the podium.

Her hands clasped behind her, her back slightly hunched, she walked with the heaviness of someone bearing the

weight of decades.

Her steps were steady, but every stride whispered of pain and finality.

They had been family for long, but rather than destroy the Santiagos’ family’s peace, tradition, name, and belief,

she better maintain this decision.

This moment pulled her back to the day she severed Nora's ties with the Andersons.

She had cried and mourned, begged her daughter to reconsider, but Nora had turned a deaf ear.

Lady Matilda had been forced to wield the blade of family law then, as she was now.

Sdecisions were unavoidable. Painful. But for the sake of the family, necessary.

Her shoulders sagged beneath the weight of it all. She had felt pain, she had felt hurt, but then it was for the

better. Her shoulders sagged.

Pausing, she whispered with a sigh, "Donald, announce this decision at the banquet hall. Inform Davis the ladies

have been relieved of the Santiagos’ name."

Donald frowned, his voice low and uncertain. "But Mother, what if he takes up the matter for prosecution?"

Her gaze softened for a moment before it hardened again. "If he does... let it be. They committed a crime, and

they must pay the price."

"But..."

"But."

Her raised hand silenced him mid-protest. "There is no but. It is decided. They are no longer Santiagos. Their life

and death are no longer ours to worry about."

Her voice faltered briefly, betraying a flicker of sorrow. "I must rest. Davis is not unreasonable."

She left quietly, her figure retreating into the dim corridor, leaving Donald rooted to the spot, his heart sinking

like a stone.

The remaining members of the family slipped away one after the other, each weighed down by shock and grief.

None could deny the evidence: the recording, the video, the poolside confrontation.

No longer rumor. No longer hearsay. Yet the verdict still sat heavily in their chests.

This day was not in their expectations.

In the hall, soft music played from the speaker, creating a business atmosphere for the guests as they mingled,

discussing the current trend of the business world.

Several persons mourned their loss of not receiving the invitation to the world business summit.

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While others continually consoled themselves, hoping that by the next tthey would meet the criteria set out

by the organizers.

At a corner table, Davis sat with a glass of wine. He twirled the crimson liquid slowly, the dim light casting ripples

across its surface.

His face was unreadable...blank, expressionless, cold, and distant.

Yet the air around him felt heavy, suffocating, as though charged with unspoken fury.

His other finger tapped on the table in steady rhythm. Ethan, seated opposite him, had his heart in his throat. A

suffocating silence settled between them.

At intervals, he glanced at the steady rhythm of the finger. No doubt Davis was barely holding up his anger.

He wished it would be easy to break the silence, but it seemed more important to keep mute and avoid his

anger.

When Ethan was at his wits’ end, the sound of the music dimmed, drawing the attention of the guests as they

turned their gaze towards the stage.

Davis’ finger tapping on the table paused as he lifted his gaze towards the stage.

Then the music dimmed, and all attention shifted to the stage.

Donald stood beneath the spotlight, his composure outwardly calm, though his eyes searched the hall.

When they locked with Davis's gaze, his breath caught. Just as his mother had predicted, Davis was waiting.

Waiting for answers.

As his eyes locked with Davis, he took a deep breath...just as the old lady expected, there's no doubt Davis was

waiting for an explanation.

Donald drew himself up and spoke, his voice even, carrying authority.

"Our esteemed guests, we regret that you have had to witness such a sad occurrence this evening. And to

anyone who may feel offended, we humbly ask your forgiveness."

The guests’ murmuring filled the air, he cleared his voice to continue. "Also, we are using this medium to express

a very crucial decision just made by the family."

"Crucial decisions?" the guests murmured.

"Should this be related to the incident at the pool?"

"Is there any other party involved?"

"| hope it is for good."

The guests murmured while their eyes remained on the stage, waiting for Donald to continue.

"From this day onwards, Cassandra and Bernice cease to be Santiagos’ family members. This decision was taken

unanimously, as stipulated by the family law in violation of the law mentioned."

"In line with this decision, every business arrangement and engagement in their nshould be handed over to

Jessica Santiago, for further actions."

The hall erupted with murmurings, their gaze drifting to one another.

"We regret every inconvenience this might cause you all." He bowed deeply before stepping away from the

stage.

Davis took a deep breath, a cold smile resting on his lips. Lifting his phone, he dialed a number. "Where are

you?"

"We are close by," cthe collected voice.

"Alright. You can cinto the Santiagos’ hand request for Bernice and Cassandra. They attempted

murdering my wife in a pool," he said, his tone cold and biting.

The voice on the other end gasped. "Attempted murder?"

"Because she didn’t let them succeed, otherwise | might have lost not just my wife but my unborn child."

Taking a deep breath, "I will soon be there."

Davis ended the call and exited the hall with a long stride.

Ethan sighed as he hurriedly followed him. Before long, the blaring of the police sirens pierced through the night,

announcing their arrival.

Davis stood at the door, the police chief nodded at him in greeting as he made his way towards the hall, followed

by a few of his subordinates.

Donald stepped forward to meet him. He didn’t need to ask questions since he knew who was in charge of their

arrival.

The guests parted, making way for officials as they were led into another wing of the building by Donald.

Bernice and Cassandra were mourning their loss when the sound of footsteps echoed behind them. Slowly, they

glanced back with their puffed, swollen red eyes and paled.

The declaration they dreaded most—the Allen family was pressing charges.

While they whimpered, an official

stepped forward, his face cold and

expressionless. Yow am unde? Sftest

for ttetpted murder on Mrs.

Jessica Allen. You have the right to

remain silent, for anything you say

can be used against you in court."

At this declaration, Bernice and Cassandra glanced at each other. In each of their eyes was fear, helplessness,

tiredness, and resignation.

"I can’t believe this is the end," Bernice muttered.

With the cuffs on their wrists, they were led away from the Santiagos’ estate. Davis sighed with relief.

Lady Matilda stood at her window watching as both ladies were laid into the police car, with the siren blaring,

they left Santiago's estate.

She sighed heavily, her shoulders sagged, her heart ached, she was really hurt seeing her family being torn

apart.

This day had brought with it so many emotions...pain, joy, revelation of secrets, plots and schemes of the past.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped away from the window, rubbing her brow lightly as she walked over to her

bed.

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"Anna, were you at the office today?"

"Yes. Any report about the new assistant?"

"Nothing much, he only visited the company’s archives." she explained.

"The company’s archive?"

"Yes, he went in around 3:00 pm and left by 6:00 pm, he had several documents with him."

Jessica kept quiet, pondering over the report silently. "Visited the archive and left with a few documents?"

"Did he mention the purpose of his visit?"

"Just said the president asked for the investigation of the Alpha project." she reported.

"Alright. If anything comes up..." she murmured, leaving her with the option of completing the sentence.

She ended the call, her brow furrowing deeper. After a brief moment she shrugged her shoulders with

resignation, deciding to wait for the young man to make his move first.