Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 127

Chapter 127

“Shares?” Calen’s voice shook. “She wanted shares?”

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Cecil sat opposite her son, pouring herself a glass of wine. “I’ve already agreed to give her five percent of my ten percent shares,” she said, setting the bottle down. “My lawyers will handle the transfer. Once everything is processed, it’ll be legally under her name.”

Calen’s jaw tensed. “But Mom-”

Cecil took a slow sip of her wine before meeting his glare. “This mess? You created it, Calen. Don’t forget that.”

Calen’s jaw clenched. “Why would you give her shares that belong to me?”

Cecil’s grip tightened around the stem of her glass. “They don’t belong to you,” she said coolly. “Those shares are mine. I’m choosing to compensate Izzy with them.”

Compensate. The word left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Inwardly, Cecil fumed as she recalled the conversation she had with Izzy.

She had gone into that meeting thinking she could negotiate and intimidate Izzy into backing down. Instead, she had been met with sarcasm, wit, and an unshakable resolve she hadn’t expected.

“I thought you were smarter than this, Cecil,” Izzy had said, amusement flickering in her eyes. “Bribing me with pocket change? I thought you actually wanted to negotiate.”

Cecil had gritted her teeth. “Twenty million is not pocket change.”

“To you, maybe,” Izzy had mused. “To me? It’s a number I could make in a week.”

Cecil had wanted to slap that smug expression off her face, but she held herself back.

“What do you want, then?” she had finally asked, her patience wearing thin.

Izzy

had smiled. “I want something worth my time.”

And then she had said it.

Shares.

the way Izzy looked at her as if she already knew she would win, had sent a cold

had been deflected with ease. Every attempt to shift the conversation

Izzy had won.

hadn’t expected

Calen said. She used to follow his decisions without question. But that

gone.

Cecil had no choice but to hand over five percent

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by Izzy’s secretary informing her that food had been delivered from

Horvath,

Liam Horvath,

Calen about this. Calen had always seen Liam Horvath as a rival because they were the same age. She didn’t want

wine, composing herself before looking at her son. “Don’t

Calen’s expression darkened.

Five percent.

amount Izzy would

grip on his glass tightened.

wasn’t just about numbers.

still five percent.

would listen to her more than they listened to him.

clenched his

just made herself his equal.

narrowed his eyes. What happened in the boardroom was still fresh in his mind. Izzy had prepared everything -the recordings, the pictures. It was as if she had known this was going to happen. Was this the real

received some updates on the Macau project.

his phone and dialed a number.

forgotten about me,” a coquettish voice answered. The owner of this voice was none other

need your help,” Calen

was expecting that,” Pamella said. “We can

in New York. Are

discussed when we started this deal,” Pamella said. “I

his fingers tightening around his phone. He didn’t like being forced into a

“I’ll come to

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