Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 147

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“So, she’s not budging, eh?” Frederik smirked when he heard his assistant’s updates. He had seen Izzy earlier during breakfast, but the woman ignored him–again. Had she not realized that someone in Macau was trying to suppress her? A foreigner?

Or was she expecting someone else to help her out?

“Sir, if you don’t mind me asking.” his assistant said in a lowered voice. “What are our next steps? We have already intervened, but—but we cannot do anything beyond this, or it would become too obvious that someone else is trying to sabotage Miss Rossi’s project.”

Frederik leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping idly against the edge of the table as he absorbed his assistant’s words. Izzy still wasn’t budging.

He wasn’t surprised.

From the brief interactions they’d had, Isabella Rossi didn’t seem like the type to ask for help–not unless she absolutely had

1. to.

And yet, someone in Macau was actively trying to suppress her. A foreigner interfering in her project should have raised alarm bells by now.

So why wasn’t she doing anything?

Frederik exhaled sharply, stretching his legs out. “What about Horvath?”

His assistant hesitated before answering. “Still in London, sir.”

Frederik’s fingers drummed against the table.

That confirmed his suspicion.

If Liam Horvath and Isabella were together–really together–Liam wouldn’t have let her handle this mess alone. He would have already pulled strings, made calls, and maybe even flown to Macau himself.

But he hadn’t.

Which meant there was distance between them.

Interesting.

Frederik leaned forward, lacing his fingers together. “Push a little more.”

“How

unbearable for her. Increase material delays, and escalate permit issues–subtly. We don’t want

down their customs approval. And the subcontractors–some of them are already second–guessing their

Frederik smirked. “Perfect.”

“If she won’t ask for help, we’ll make her desperate enough to need it.”

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slightly before exiting the room.

of his drink, savoring the burn as it

to himself, a smirk

much different from the one Izzy

situation bore down on him. His office, usually a place of

stiffly, his hands clasped together as their attorney, Anthony Langford flipped through a thick folder of documents.

adjusting his glasses as he set a few stapled sheets in front of them. “The FBI has officially launched an investigation into the Weiss

“And

the

him off. “I never

gaze. “But

Silence.

expression darkening. “What exactly are they accusing us of?”

However, given that she acted as

slowly. “And the source?”

been watching the Weiss family for

Renard’s expression hardened.

“They had access to records and financial dealings no outsider should have. Either someone from within turned against you, or this was

frowned, his fingers gripping the edge of his chair. “An enemy of

Anthony nodded. “Precisely.”

silence settled in the office.

window, his mind racing. There weren’t many who could pull something like this off. It wasn’t just about having evidence–it was about knowing when to use it. Whoever did this had been

to strike.

Inc.’s legal department entered

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