Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

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“Madam Weiss…” Amalia quickly greeted when she spotted Cecil and Calen walking inside the room. “I–I didn’t know you would come.” If she’d had known, she would have immediately asked Izzy to leave!

“I have been busy. I forgot to call. I hope you don’t mind,” Cecil said.

“Of course,” Amalia replied, glancing at Monica, who immediately changed her expression when she saw Calen.

“I didn’t think you would have the guts to come.” Cecil took a step forward, her gaze locking onto Izzy. “You may think showing up here was a power move,” Cecil said, her voice calm. “But you owe this family more than an apology. What you did deserves consequences, and we will be pursuing legal action. Rest assured, Isabella, we will not settle for anything less than justice.”

Izzy chuckled softly, shaking her head as if Cecil’s words were little more than an amusing joke. “Justice? You mean you want a bigger payout, right? Well, go on then,” she said. “File your case. Drag your perfect son’s dirty laundry into the courtroom. I’ll be waiting.” She arched a brow, daring Cecil to press further. “I mean… a fickle man who can’t even manage his private life is something that many people would trust to handle a multimillion–dollar company, right?”

The tension in the room thickened as Cecil’s gaze sharpened, her lips pressing into a thin line. Izzy’s unrelenting confidence grated on her nerves. Did the girl truly believe she held all the cards? Cecil had made her own preparations.

The restaurant had no CCTV footage, and the waitstaff confirmed that no one nearby could have seen or overheard anything that happened that night. With no solid evidence to contradict Monica’s version of events, Cecil was convinced Izzy was bluffing.

Did Izzy really think Cecil wouldn’t have the guts to take this to court? Or perhaps she was relying on the threat of scandal- on the fact that a lawsuit would inevitably drag Calen’s infidelity and Monica’s betrayal into the media spotlight, tarnishing the Weiss family’s reputation. If that was her strategy, it was a bold one.

Cecil stepped forward, her voice low but laced with steel. “You’re playing with fire, Izzy,” she said, each word deliberate and heavy with warning. “You might be enjoying this little game now, but you won’t be laughing when the flames consume you.” “You’re all talk, Madam Weiss,” Izzy taunted. “I’ve been waiting for your lawyers. Do you want me to wait forever?”

Izzy. Let’s not escalate things. We can handle this within the family. If you would just… apologize to Monica and compensate her appropriately, we can avoid any mess.” Izzy tilted her head, clearly amused. “Ah, there it is–the real reason you wanted me here,” she said. “Money. You want me to pay you off. You just lost a member of your

up straighter, her hands shaking. Seeing Calen again stirred emotions she had tried to suppress earlier. “You’re still part of this family! You

for me, what? You’d still be sneaking around, betraying everyone who trusted you? Or… you’d be sneaking around, asking people for their money to

said too much.

of course, she just lost

twisted in rage. Tears welled in her eyes as she clutched the

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shoulders trembled as though overtaken by grief. Slowly, she began to cry, her

she sobbed softly. “Izzy, please… I’ve made mistakes, but I didn’t want things to end this way. I loved Calen… I couldn’t help it. But I’ve learned

Monica’s theatrics weren’t lost on Amalia, who rushed to her daughter’s side, patting her arm as

your heart to forgive her? You already murdered her child, and yet she’s willing to forgive you. We’re all family, Izzy. Family forgives. Family supports

and dangerous. “You’ve been using that word a lot today, Aunt Amalia. But

happy, Izzy. I never wanted to hurt you but you- you actually killed my

you look.” She took a slow step forward. “Let me make one thing clear. You want to sue me? Go ahead. But if you think crying and begging will make me roll over and hand you a blank check,

Cecil muttered, glaring at Izzy. She said nothing further,

Monica continued to weep, occasionally glancing at Calen for support. Yet the man

had enough of this little reunion. Good luck with your lawsuit. You’re

last–ditch effort. “Think of the damage this will cause to all of us. The media will dig into everything. Isn’t there some way we

“You’re the ones who want a settlement. You’re the ones who betrayed me. You want peace? Earn it.”

another word, Izzy walked out, the heavy slam of the door reverberating through

voice uncertain, but the words caught in her