Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 140

Chapter 140

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Renard Weiss stood in his private study, flipping through a thick financial report. The numbers were ugly–stocks had taken a sharp dive, and investors were still in a panic. The Weiss Foundation scandal had bled into Weiss Inc., shaking confidence

up most of his time.

in the company’s leadership. Damage control was

He barely looked up when the door slammed open.

Cecil stormed in, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor. Her face was pale from the stress of the past few days, but her eyes burned with anger.

“Where have you been?” she demanded.

Renard turned a page in the report. “Working.”

Cecil’s hands curled into fists. “Working?” She let out a bitter laugh. “I was in the hospital for days! I collapsed! And didn’t even bother to visit me? Not even a single flower? Or a fucking note”

you

Renard sighed, setting the papers down. He finally looked at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t have time.” Cecil’s nostrils flared. “Didn’t have time?” She took a step forward. “You had time to stay at the office. You had time to manage the company. But you didn’t have time to check on your wife? I am your wife Renard! Or have you forgotten that?”

Renard pushed his chair back and stood. “I didn’t have time,” he repeated, “because I was busy cleaning up the mess you made.”

Cecil’s mouth snapped shut.

Renard gestured to the documents on his desk. “Do you have any idea how much damage this scandal has done? Weiss Inc. lost millions overnight. Investors are pulling out. Government agencies are launching audits. You single–handedly dragged this company into the gutter.”

Cecil lifted her chin. “That foundation was mine. I built it from the ground up.”

I had time to sit by your hospital bed while this company was burning? You think I had time to send flowers while the board was questioning

clenched her

were untouchable. And now look where we are. I trusted

locked onto his. “And what? You’re blaming me for everything? I built this family’s reputation while you

“Do you think your charity galas and social circles built this company? No. The

“So, what now?

a hand down his face. “You were the one who brought this onto

palms. “I am your wife.”

am your husband. But right now, I am also the CEO of a company that is drowning because of your

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Cecil’s throat tightened.

of his sleeve. “The board is meeting in a few days to discuss your removal. You should prepare

forward, her voice dangerously low. “You’re

with the company. The company that I built even before I met

her nails biting into

the first time in

“If you have nothing else to say, I have work to

into her palms as she forced herself to breathe evenly. She refused to let him see how much his words

her. “You seem fine.”

“You don’t have the right

report and stacked it neatly with the others on his desk. “And what exactly are you planning to do outside this mansion?” He leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “Meet with your friends?”

her mouth to retort, but nothing

realization hit her.

had all disappeared from her calendar. At first, she assumed it was temporary–that people were simply waiting for things to

then she started making the calls

one

sent vague excuses–suddenly busy, suddenly out of town, suddenly unreachable. Others didn’t bother replying at all.