Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 132

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“Miss, Miss Monica, and her mother have been calling your office phone and causing trouble downstairs,” Anna reported while Izzy was finishing her lunch. “They’ve been here all morning.”

Izzy scrolled through her phone, casually stabbing the last piece of her lunch with her fork. Monica and Amalia had been making a scene downstairs all morning, but she couldn’t be bothered to care.

“Then call the police,” she said, her eyes still on her phone. She had no time for these two people. Last night, the company that moved the things inside the house, informed her that it’s been done. Amalia tried to create trouble and called the police, but what can they do? Izzy was simply taking the furniture away! After all, they belonged to her.

Anna nodded, already typing out the necessary instructions.

Meanwhile, Izzy opened her messages, her attention shifting to Liam. He had texted her earlier about a meeting in London, mentioning that he was drinking wine with a friend of his.

Izzy: What wine?

A moment later, her phone vibrated with a reply.

Liam: Château Pétrus 2000. Smooth, deep, overpriced, and definitely better with company.

Izzy smirked.

Izzy: So, you’re getting sentimental after a glass?

Liam: Hardly. But I do wish you were here.

Izzy paused, her fingers hovering over the screen.

For a brief second, the idea crossed her mind–an overnight flight to London, showing up at his hotel unannounced, surprising him with a glass of his overpriced wine in hand.

The thought made her cheeks warm. She rolled her eyes at herself. Absurd. What the heck was she thinking in the middle of the day?

Izzy snorted and typed a response.

Izzy:

should come back as soon as you can so you can

preoccupied, Anna cleared her throat. “Miss, there’s another matter.”

lifted her head, slipping her phone onto

handed her a tablet. “This

screen. A gossip magazine

MAKING? HEIR OF WEISS INC. AND THE SOCIALITE OF THE JOHNSON FAMILY SPOTTED TOGETHER IN NEW YORK!]

a luxury car, Pamela Johnson laughing beside him in a high–end restaurant, and another of them walking into a

arched an eyebrow.

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lips curved slightly as she took in the headline and the pictures on the tablet. Calen and Pamella. It wasn’t surprising,

They’d been together since Macau, and Cecil was clearly using this as a distraction from everything else. Yet, Izzy

planning to use this

it,”

stood, pushing her lunch tray away.

afternoon passed smoothly, with Izzy focusing on meetings and signing

event. It was a formal occasion, one that

a brief moment to scan the room. It was filled with businessmen and associates, each mingling over expensive drinks and

a small sense of relief. But she knew better than to let her guard down. Cecil

in a tailored suit approached her. It was CEO Weiss, and he gestured for her to come over. “Miss Rossi, there you are.

expression neutral as she followed him to a circle of well–dressed men

of project development.” CEO Weiss smiled, placing a hand on

a sharp suit, extended a hand. “David Owens, of Owens Holdings. A

“Thank you, Mr. Owens. The pleasure is mine.”

chimed in. “I heard about the success of your Macau project. Impressive work, considering the challenges you

did face some hurdles, but I believe in finding solutions rather than focusing on

chuckled lightly, clearly

sure Miss Rossi’s skills

business trends and market forecasts, Izzy stayed composed, offering insights when necessary. She kept an eye on Cecil, who was making

the room, a glimmer of cold amusement in her eyes. Izzy didn’t look away. Instead, she lifted