Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 86

Chapter 86

“Working together?” Calen slammed his fist on the table as he listened to his new secretary Albert’s report. “And they’re staying inside one office?

“That’s what the rumors say” Albert answered.

“Since this morning?”

“Yes, sir.”

Calen snorted. Izzy was really taking things too far. What was the point of doing all this? “Does she really think she can get away with this?” he muttered. The woman had her pride, and Calen knew it. However, he refused to believe that Izzy would give up the years she spent with him just because of that dummy Liam.

“That man is taking advantage of her,” Calen muttered, irritation apparent on his face. He knew Izzy and Liam knew each other. However, they shouldn’t be that close. Besides, it was clear that Izzy disliked Liam. “She’s just using him to piss me off,” he mumbled.

“Sir, the madam has called two times already…” Albert said. “She asked me to remind you to answer her calls.”

Calen’s expression turned ugly. His mother had been trying to call him since he arrived in Macau, but he had been refusing to answer. It seemed that his mother was now bothering his secretary.

He glanced at the time and let

out a sigh. “Fine… I’ll call her now It was still six in the afternoon in San Francisco, so his mother should still be awake. He quickly dialed her number.

After a few rings, Cecil answered. “I’m glad you still remember you have a mother.”

“Mom..” Calen tried to hide the annoyance in his voice. “I’m busy, and you know that.” He got up from his seat and looked at

the view of Macau from his office.

Calen’s office overlooked the bustling city of Macau. From his window, he could see the stretch of modern skyscrapers and the glimmering waters of the Pearl River. The streets below were alive with movement–cars weaving through traffic and pedestrians scattered about. A faint haze hung over the skyline, a mix of early morning mist and the ever–present smog. The iconic Macau Tower stood tall in the distance.

Cecil said after a pause. “But I’m not calling about the

what she wanted

“She

flatly, keeping his gaze on the

what? Liam?” Cecil pressed.

avoiding the question. He wondered how his mother knew about

heard, but they seem to think the

and turned from the

as my daughter–in–law I won’t

me?”

his clair. He avoide the

silence before Cecil continued “Tomorrow

completely forgotten. “Of course,” he said quickly, masking his realization. “I’ve prepared a gift for her.

with anything, let me know. I also sent a few things for her, just in case: Make sure she gets

said, making a mental note to check with Albert about

added, “Monica’s been hanging around outside your condo.

bother with her. I’ll handle it.” He had promised

“I don’t want her causing

after. Then he opened the blocked numbers on

“Monica-”

to know… I guess I was wrong,” Monica’s voice sounded groggy as if she had just woken up. “Do you have

desk as he stared out at the city. “I’ll have someone bring the money to you. One million That

chuckle. “And just like that, you expect me

expecting something else?” Calen asked, ignoring her tone. Then

handle the procedure there, quietly. I’ve also booked a flight to Mexico for the day after. You

long pause before Monica responded. “You’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?” She let out another chuckle, this one bitter. “So this is how

fist against the desk. “Ruthless?” he repeated, turning his chair to face the window. “Don’t talk to me about

respond immediately, but Calen could almost feel the weight of her silence