Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

BANG

The loud sound echoed as Izzy dropped the tablet on Calen’s table.

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“What is this?” she hissed, her green eyes boring into his brown ones.

“What is what?” Calen responded with a smile.

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“You wanted to propose in front of the board? Calen, what were you thinking?” she asked.

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He snorted in response. “You wanted to show off in front of my father,” he leaned back, not bothering to hide the infuriating smirk on his face. “And now, you have the audacity to ask me if on going to present in front of the board? Of course, I am!”

“That- why would you do something like that? That’s a waste of your time. If you’d just read my proposal again-”

“What?” Izzy frowned.

“Please, Izzy…” Calen got up. “Do you really think I don’t know what you’re trying to do?”

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“The performance review is next month. Do you really think I don’t understand your motive behind this… nonsense?”

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right. He was indeed stupid. So stupid, all he could see was his ego, all he could see was himself. Izzy took a step back. Despite

part. They each got to choose their team to help with market

will be joining, of course. She’s been close to this project from the

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across her face. “Simon and Beth?” she

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on the team who’s

Calen replied, the smirk on his face growing. “I’m sure the board will enjoy the

look, unwilling to waste another word. She turned on her heel and stomped out, barely noticing Monica lingering in the hallway

after her, following her down the

would do something like this,” she said, her voice laced with irritation. She eyed Monica up and

her chest in a dramatic show of innocence. “Izzy,

happened to tell

her mouth to protest, but Izzy didn’t give her a chance. With one last glare, she turned and headed down the hallway, leaving Monica standing there, momentarily speechless

She gave a curt nod to Anna,

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looked up, surprised, but quickly nodded. “Understood,

pausing to take a breath as she stepped into the elevator. She was done with the petty drama for the day. Who would have thought that acting would be this exhausting? Earlier, the anger she’d shown was nothing but

prove himself right. The man was as stubborn as a bull, relentless in his need to make her see things his way. Good, Izzy thought. Her plan was working

her car, she started the engine, but just as she was about to pull out, her phone

“Yes?”

came through, sharp and indignant. “I was out with friends, and every single one of my

to realize the cards were no longer working. It would’ve been better if Izzy had been at the house

Amalia started mumbling about banks, credit cards,

Aunt. I’m sorry, but I’m about to

Golden Mall Club downtown. Come get me. We still have time for the bank. I’ll wait for you at the

call. She stared at her phone

Maria answered almost immediately.

the bank manager’s contact information?”

“Which bank?”

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an eyebrow. “You sound unusually pleased. What’s

you’re calling me now, I’m guessing it’s because of your lovely

“You guessed right.”

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