Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 155

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Frederik leaned back against the high–backed leather chair, fingers drumming a slow rhythm against the polished desk. The view outside his office window was all sleek glass and gray skies, the cityscape of Paris stretching endlessly beneath a layer of clouds. The soft hum of traffic filtered through the glass, distant and muted.

He exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose as his assistant continued to rattle off updates. The headache thrumming at his temples wasn’t easing, and the news he’d just received wasn’t helping

“He actually wanted that incompetent to take charge?” Frederik muttered, fingers stilling abruptly. His eyes narrowed with disdain. “How utterly useless.”

Across the desk, his assistant adjusted her glasses nervously. “From what our sources have gathered, Mr. Weiss is trying to stabilize the company’s image,” she explained, her voice measured. “He believes that putting Vice President Calen Weiss in charge of the Macau Project will reassure investors. The Johnson family’s involvement seems to play a part as well.”

“Johnson Family,” Frederik scoffed, fingers curling loosely against the armrest. “Of course,” he muttered, eyes glinting coldly. “That man would sell his own son if it meant buying a few more months of stability.”

The assistant hesitated, glancing at the tablet in her hands. “There’s more, sir,” she added cautiously. “It appears that Miss Rossi has decided to leave Weiss Inc. altogether. Her resignation letter was already submitted.”

Frederik’s eyes darkened. His fingers stilled. “She what?”

“Resigned,” the assistant confirmed. “Effective in two weeks.”

Frederik exhaled slowly, a muscle in his jaw ticking. Two weeks? That couldn’t be a coincidence. The meeting with theRossi Group’s board was scheduled for the same timeframe.

So that’s it.

She’s making a move.

She must be planning to go to Rossi Group!

Frederik’s lips pressed into a thin line, annoyance flaring briefly beneath the surface. He clicked his tongue, frustration was evident. He had never taken Izzy for the type to walk away from something she built–something she’d poured so much time and effort into. But perhaps he’d underestimated greed.

Or maybe it wasn’t that at all. Maybe she’d just finally reached her limit.

contacts in Macau are saying

to notice,” he muttered. He drummed his fingers once. “It seems I underestimated Renard Weiss,” he said slowly. “He’s using his son and the Johnson family as shields. Even if Calen messes up, the Johnsons‘ involvement will buy them

a plausible strategy,” she

the status of the case against the Weiss Foundation?”

been released yet. However, the

His eyes glinted with something dark and calculating. “That should keep them occupied for now.”

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enough.” He leaned forward, a faint smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “Find a way to halt

assistant’s eyes widened, a flicker of unease crossing her face. “Sir.. do you mean-

“Someone’s death, a construction mishap, a delay in supplies—whatever it takes.

assistant hesitated, a faint tremor in her hands. “But, sir,

“We’re dealing with Renard Weiss,” he bit out, “If we don’t force his hand, he’ll have the entire board eating

johnson family? I mean… they are good in finance

their name alone might be enough to

fingers tightening around the tablet. “Understood,” she murmured. “I’ll

Frederik

project. Mr. Liam Horvath just finished his business in London, and it seems that they are also eyeing the reason

find out it’s me.” He made sure of that. “Just

“Yes, sir.”

muttered, leaning back against the leather chair. His gaze flicked back to the cityscape outside, eyes cold and calculative. This wasn’t just about the project anymore.

was about Izzy.

His