Chapter 128: His mother, His sister...
The banquet ended with warm laughter and cheerful conversations. Davis felt like he was living in a fairytale—one with no room for sadness or pain. Being in a wheelchair didn’t seem to matter anymore. He felt at peace with the new found family.
After dinner, they all went upstairs to a special room meant for relaxing and socializing. It had a small karaoke stage and even a mini club setup. Bella quickly took the mic and started singing with joy, her voice filling the room.
One good thing about the mansion was that each of the building has its own purpose and arrangement that can solve whatever need one had at any point in time —The main reason why it serves as a hideout as one can be here and yet wouldn’t feel his out of touch with the world.
Meanwhile, Jessica wheeled Davis into the room, followed by Richard and Elliot. At some point both men chose to sit aside and talk more privately. There was a lot Elliot wanted to know about Davis —out of curiosity and expectations.
Elliot had always kept an eye on powerful families, quietly watching their business moves and personal scandals. But Davis had only joined the Allen family in the past decade, making it hard to get his full background. And truthfully, Elliot hadn’t paid the Allens much attention before—he had no reason to.
But now that Davis was married to Jessica—his goddaughter—Elliot felt it was important to understand who the man truly was.
As the two men chatted, Richard excused himself and went to his room to handle some unfinished work. But Jessica had suddenly gone missing. No one noticed when she left, and she hadn’t come back.
Davis tried to focus on the conversation, but his eyes kept drifting across the room, searching for her. She wasn’t there. The longer she stayed away, the more uneasy he felt.
Every now and then, he would clench his hand tightly, as if expecting to find hers in it—but it was empty. He would sigh softly and look away, trying to shake off the feeling. But it didn’t help.