Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

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Frederik Vasili leaned back in his leather chair, fingers tapping idly against the surface of his desk. A set of detailed blueprints lay open before him, the crisp lines mapping out the structure of Isabella Rossi’s Macau Project. Beside them were financial projections, supplier contracts, and government approvals–all neatly stacked, analyzed, and marked with his

own notes.

His gaze drifted across the page. It was a good project. A damn impressive one, even. He had to give Isabella credit–most people in her position would have struggled to put together something of this scale, especially under Weiss Inc. Yet, she had done it effortlessly.

But even the best projects had weaknesses.

Across the desk, Adrian Wolfe adjusted his tie before setting down his glass of scotch. “You’ve been staring at those papers for an hour,” he said, flipping through a contract Frederik had casually tossed his way earlier. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were actually interested in business development now.”

Frederik smirked, rolling his pen between his fingers. “Oh, I am. Just not in the way you’re thinking.”

Adrian sighed and leaned forward, elbows resting on the desk. “I already know where this is going,” he said, pointing at Frederik with the rim of his glass. “Whatever you’re planning–it’s illegal.”

Frederik chuckled, closing the blueprints with a flick of his wrist. “You say that like it matters.”

“It does matter,” Adrian shot back. “If you’re thinking of messing with her project, let me remind you–Macau’s business regulations aren’t as loose as you think. Weiss Inc. has government ties and Isabella? She’s not some nobody you can just push aside.”

Frederik rested his chin on his palm. “You make it sound like I’m trying to destroy her.”

“Aren’t you?”

Frederik tilted his head, his smirk widening. “No. I’m just making sure she needs me.”

Adrian narrowed his eyes. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

for her, how else am I supposed to be

insane.” But that is nothing new. When it comes to Frederik, everything is just… a game. And like a game, the man is planning to create an enemy just to save a

shrugged. “It’s effective.”

a moment before shaking his head. “You know, normal men just ask

And he did tried asking. Isabella declined. So, he was left with no

know you’re

desk. “Haven’t decided yet. But

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file, flipping it open. “Then there’s the workforce. Macau is strict with labor policies–what if someone were to file a few well–timed

shook his head. “You’re talking about supply chain interference and labor

about making things inconvenient for her.”

escalates? If she finds out it’s

“She won’t. At least not before

me.”

shifting away from the documents. “What about Calen and his mother? Did you find anything?”

link it directly to Isabella or her family. If she wanted to take revenge, there would’ve been some

slightly. “So, whoever did it planned this for a long time.”

records, the corruption reports–it was all too precise, too well–timed.” He tapped a finger against his knee. “Whoever exposed Cecil and the Weiss Foundation had been sitting on this information for years, waiting for the perfect

just about Isabella. Cecil and Weiss Inc. had an enemy long before she ever got involved.” So, it wasn’t about the drugging incident

benefited from this fallout, she didn’t orchestrate it.” He paused. “And honestly? Even if she had the resources, she wouldn’t have done it this way. This was surgical, almost clinical. Not the work

slightly as he mulled over the implications.

things–cunning, ruthless, manipulative. But she had never been sloppy. If someone had been digging into her past for years, waiting for