Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Cecil reclined comfortably in the backseat of the car, her eyes occasionally glancing at the passing lights outside. The soft hum of the vehicle filled the silence until she broke it with a question.

“Did you argue with Izzy?”

Calen’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. He kept his gaze on the road, his expression unreadable. He knew she would notice. The fact that Izzy left alone without him was simply too obvious.

“No,” he replied, his tone clipped.

Cecil tilted her head, studying his profile in the rearview mirror

“You’re lying,” she said plainly. “Izzy seemed different tonight Distant.”

Calen exhaled sharply, the tension in his shoulders visible.

“It’s nothing. She’s just under a lot of pressure lately”

Cecil didn’rlook convinced.

“Calen. I’ve known Izzy for years. That wasn’t just stress. Did something happen?”

He hesitated, his fingers tapping the steering wheel before he finally spoke.

“It’s complicated,” he admitted. “Dad’s been working with Izzy behind the scenes to push me toward becoming COO. He thinks I’m ready, but I’m not interested. Not yet.”

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Cecil raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly..

“I didn’t know anything about that. Why would your father involve Izzy?”

“It’s a secret,” Calen said with a shrug. “Dad’s been talking about retiring for a while now. He thinks I need a push, and who

etter to nudge me than Izzy? She’s good at convincing people, and she knows how to handle him.”

Cecil studied him for a moment before shaking her head.

“Are you sure that’s what’s going on? Because what I saw tonight didn’t look like someone ‘nudging‘ you. It looked like someone who’s lost patience.”

Calen sighed, his jaw tightening,

“I’ll take care of it, Mom. It’s nothing I can’t handle.”

leaned back again, her gaze thoughtful.

you going to marry

hands tensed on the wheel. He didn’t answer immediately, the question hanging heavy in

my plan yet,” he said finally. “I’m

soft, incredulous laugh

men have been eyeing Izzy since her grandfather’s death? Didn’t you notice how the

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unfaithful,” Calen

sigheil, shaking her

tonight. Raising a million dollars isn’t just about generosity. It’s about power and presence. Do you know how many people in that room wanted her attention? And

of Liam, Calen’s jaw clenched. His grip on

matter,” he said sharply.

tone but decided to press

should consider proposing. You

glanced at her in the rearview

“Grandmother’s ring?”

simply. “It’s an heirloom, and it’s been in our family for generations. I rarely wear it anymore. It would

turned to

to you. Why would you suggest

replied. “And if you don’t see that, Calen, then you’re more foolish than I

at the road

planning to get married yet,” he finally

her head, exasperated.

muttered again. “You think the world will wait for you to make up your mind. But someone like Izzy? She won’t wait forever, Calent. Not with men like Liam hovering around,

gritted his teeth in

how

you know my friends were fascinated when I mentioned the Rossi empire her grandfather built? Imagine awkward it’d be if they assumed you were gearing up to take the reins, only for it to fall apart because…

Calen didn’t answer his mother.

leaning back against the headrest, eyes shut. The champagne had definitely gotten to her. She had more glasses than she

hands gripping the wheel as he stared at the road ahead. She let out a

about her drinking. No snarky remarks, no scolding about how irresponsible it was to even think about driving after champagne. The silence was unseling. Was he biting his

slow, and Izzy’s pulse quickened. What was he doing? Panic flickered for a moment, and she quickly shut her eyes tight, deciding to stay “asleep.” Better to feign ignorance than face whatever lecture he’d been

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car eased to a stop, and she heard the driver’s side door click open. Her breath hitched when his footsteps crunched softly on the gravel, moving around to her side. The door creaked open, and she felt the cool night air brush her skin. Before she could react, strong arms slid beneath

eyes open just

half–hearted protest was nothing more than an inconvenience. His gaze flicked downward briefly before locking back onto the task at hand. “You can pretend to be

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