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.

pause. “But

his brow, already suspecting what she

Cecil continued. “She stopped answering my calls.

Calen replied flatly, keeping his gaze on the

what? Liam?” Cecil

he answered, avoiding the question. He wondered

but they seem to think the two of you are having problems. I

turned from the

I will only accept Isabella as my daughter–in–law

me?”

clair. He avoide the urge

before Cecil continued “Tomorrow is labella’s birthday. Did you

the chair. A pang of guilt hit his–he had completely forgotten. “Of course,” he said quickly, masking his realization. “I’ve prepared a gift for her.

also sent a few things for her, just in case: Make sure she gets them”

will,” he said, making a mental note to check with Albert about

around outside your condo. She’s been trying to get into the

bother with her. I’ll handle it.” He had promised her money, but had completely forgotten about it. Fortunately, Izzy was here in Macau, or Monica would

curtly. “I don’t want her causing

numbers on his phone and unblocked

“Monica-”

voice sounded groggy as if she had just woken up. “Do

and leaned back, his free hand tapping against the desk as he stared out at the city. “I’ll have someone bring the money to you. One million That should be

a dry chuckle. “And just like that, you expect me to

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

the procedure there, quietly. I’ve also booked a flight to Mexico for the day after. You can start over, away from here. Don’t come back to the U.S.

haven’t you?” She let out another chuckle, this one bitter. “So this is how it ends. You get rid of me, the child,

jaw tightened, his fingers curling into a fist against the desk. “Ruthless?” he repeated, turning his chair to face the window.

feel the weight of her silence