Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

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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

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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.”

assistant’s posture straightened. “How much

“Just enough to make it unbearable for her. Increase material delays, and escalate permit issues–subtly. We

slow down their customs approval. And the subcontractors–some of them are already second–guessing their contracts. If they receive another offer‘ from a competitor, they

Frederik smirked. “Perfect.”

the amber liquid slowly. “If she won’t ask

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before exiting the

slow sip of his drink, savoring the burn as

himself, a

San Francisco wasn’t much different

mahogany desk, fingers pressed against his temples as the weight of the situation bore down on him. His office, usually a place of

stiffly, his hands clasped together as their attorney,

sheets in front of them. “The FBI has officially launched an investigation into the

desk. “And how credible is this

sharply. “It’s airtight.” He flipped a page. “The transactions were traced through shell companies linked to the foundation. Internal emails were

him off. “I never

lifted his gaze. “But

Silence.

expression darkening. “What exactly are they

She’s the one named in the primary reports. However, given that she acted as a representative of the foundation and that

exhaled slowly. “And

where it gets interesting,” Anthony said. He tapped a finger against one of the documents. “This wasn’t an impulsive whistleblower. Whoever did this has been watching the Weiss family for years. They didn’t

Renard’s expression hardened.

had access to records and financial dealings no outsider should have. Either someone from within turned against you, or this was planned by someone with deep resources and

of his chair.

Anthony nodded. “Precisely.”

silence settled in the office.

just about having evidence–it was about knowing when to use it. Whoever did this had been waiting for the right moment

to strike.

he could say anything, the head of Weiss Inc.’s legal department entered the

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