Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 158

སཾ ཛཱ, 42%

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Chapter 158

Calen’s gaze flickered between Liam and Izzy, his jaw tight as he stood awkwardly in the middle of the living room. His eyes lingered on the soft lighting, the neatly set dining table in the next room, and the half–empty wine glasses.

The faint notes of jazz drifted through the space, warm and intimate. Everything about the scene made his hands clench at his sides.

At least Izzy let him in. Yes. At least he now had the chance to talk to Liam. Almost immediately, his gaze landed on the man he wanted to talk to.

Liam leaned back against the armrest of the sofa, one arm draped casually along the back, eyes glinting with a mix of boredom and impatience. Meanwhile,,Izzy stood by the doorway, arms crossed loosely, her expression unreadable. The sight only seemed to heighten Calen’s irritation.

Calen’s fingers flexed, eyes narrowing. “Tell me…” he started, the words coming out strained. “Were you and her-” He broke off, eyes darting briefly to Izzy before snapping back to Liam.

Liam’s eyes flickered with something cold. “Mind your own business,” he cut in smoothly, eyes never leaving Calen’s face. “If you’re here to gossip, I’m afraid you’re wasting your time.” He arched a brow, almost lazily. “What do you want, Weiss? It’s late, and I don’t recall having any appointments with you.”

Calen’s jaw flexed, eyes flashing. He exhaled sharply, irritation simmering beneath the surface. “I want to talk in private,” he bit out, eyes darting to Izzy pointedly. “If you don’t mind.”

Liam’s gaze didn’t waver. “Whatever you have to say, you can say it here,” he remarked coolly. “We don’t have secrets in this house.”

Calen’s eyes narrowed further. There was something about how Liam said ‘this house‘ that irritated him further. What the heck was this man doing? Was he still trying to make him jealous?

He rolled his eyes inwardly but forced himself to stay calm. The last thing he needed was to make a scene. “This is business,” he snapped. “I don’t see the point in having her hear it, considering she’s leaving Weiss Inc. soon.”

faintly, lips twitching with something that might have been amusement. “Then you can leave,” he said smoothly, eyes half–lidded and bored. “I don’t see the point of entertaining someone who barges into my home

clenching tighter at his sides. “You-” he bit out, but the words died on his tongue. He sucked in a breath, forcing himself

“All I’m asking is for you to give Weiss Inc. a bit more authority on the Macau

a moment. Then, with a quiet sigh, he pushed to his feet

“Where are you going?”

you want to talk business, call

right?” he bit out, voice

into his pocket as he moved smoothly toward the hallway,

dark and furious. “You can’t just walk away,” he

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falter. “Then call my secretary,” he remarked smoothly over his shoulder. “And leave. You’re ruining my

dinner.”

briefly across

halfway down the hallway, unbothered and utterly uninterested.

unfold with something close to amusement. She crossed her arms, leaning casually against the doorframe. “Well,”

her, eyes darkening. For a moment, he looked like he might argue, might snap back with something cutting and bitter. But the look in Izzy’s eyes–cool, indifferent, almost bored–made the words wither on

turned sharply on his heel, storming out of the apartment with brisk,

snorted softly, pushing off the doorframe with a faint roll of her eyes. “Dramatic,” she muttered, smoothing a hand

a moment later, eyes glinting with faint amusement. “Is he gone?”