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.

the present. “What should we do next, sir?” she asked cautiously. “Our contacts in Macau are saying that the government is already inquiring about the delays. They can only

said slowly. “He’s using his son and the Johnson family as shields. Even if

a plausible strategy,”

status of the

have been released yet. However, the leaks alone have done considerable damage to their reputation. Most of their

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we act fast enough.” He leaned forward, a faint smirk playing at the corner

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and precise. “Someone’s death, a construction mishap, a delay in supplies—whatever it takes. I don’t care how you do it, just make sure it’s enough to throw them off schedule for at least a few weeks.”

in her hands. “But, sir, isn’t that… a

out, “If we don’t force his hand, he’ll have the entire board eating out of his

this just the johnson family? I mean… they are good in

know?” he hissed. The Johnson Family have connections. Just their name alone might be enough to influence a few people and turn this around!

“Understood,” she murmured. “I’ll get in touch with our

Frederik

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

it’s me.” He made sure of that. “Just do what I tell you

“Yes, sir.”

to the cityscape outside, eyes cold and calculative. This wasn’t just about the

it was about

His