Today's scenario was never imagined by Desmond. He never thought that after spending his time, effort, and wealth lobbying the top power players in Country Y, his downfall would be orchestrated by a girl—young, poised, and unassuming at first glance.
He didn't doubt the fact he had miscalculated. He had never thought Jessica to amount to anything worth considering.
As the reality of the unfolding scene began to register, Desmond felt a chill creep down his spine. The humiliation, the betrayal, and the disbelief formed a suffocating cloud around him.
Looking back over the past few weeks, it was now quite clear that Davis had planned this all along.
The leisurely pace at which Davis had acted. From the time he stepped in, Davis had assumed the countenance of a person coming just to fulfill righteousness not someone coming to reclaim power or protect family legacy.
That casual attitude had made Desmond complacent. Now, it burned like acid in his throat.
