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:

soon as you can so you can drink a wine with

her throat. “Miss, there’s

her phone onto the table.

handed her a tablet. “This just came

and scanned the screen. A gossip magazine headline flashed in

INC. AND THE SOCIALITE OF THE JOHNSON FAMILY

him in a high–end restaurant, and

arched an eyebrow.

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curved slightly as she took in the headline and the pictures on

since Macau, and Cecil was clearly using this as a distraction from everything

wonder if Cecil was planning to use this to win the board’s approval.

relationship for some time now. It’s about time they announced it,” Izzy said, setting the tablet aside. Well,

pushing her lunch tray away. “Let’s continue with the day.”

nodded, falling into step beside her. The rest of the afternoon passed smoothly, with Izzy focusing on meetings and signing documents. She buried herself in work, letting the steady routine keep her grounded.

evening, she changed into her all–black pantsuit and prepared for the company’s dinner event. It was a formal occasion, one that was compulsory for her to attend, and unfortunately, Cecil would be

the grand hall, she took a brief moment to scan the room. It was filled with businessmen and associates, each mingling over expensive drinks and hors d’oeuvres. A string quartet played softly in the background, adding to the air

wasn’t present, she felt a small sense of relief. But she knew better than to let her

for her to come over. “Miss Rossi, there you

him to a circle

CEO Weiss smiled, placing a hand on Izzy’s shoulder. “Miss Rossi has been instrumental in our latest ventures.”

sharp suit, extended a hand. “David Owens, of Owens Holdings. A pleasure to meet you, Miss Rossi. I’ve

his hand, her grip firm. “Thank you, Mr.

in. “I heard about the success of your Macau project. Impressive work,

some hurdles, but I believe in finding solutions rather than

clearly

leaned in slightly. “I’m sure Miss Rossi’s skills will continue to bring success to

market forecasts, Izzy stayed composed, offering insights when necessary. She kept an eye on Cecil, who was making rounds through the room,

amusement in her eyes. Izzy didn’t look away. Instead, she lifted her glass slightly as if she was giving her a silent acknowledgment of the game they were playing.