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.”

he said smoothly, eyes half–lidded and bored. “I don’t see the point of entertaining someone who barges into my home uninvited and disrespects my woman.”

bit out, but the words died on his tongue. He sucked in a breath, forcing himself to stay composed. Picking a fight now would get him nowhere. After a beat, he cleared his throat, straightening slightly.

“All I’m asking is for you to give Weiss Inc. a bit more authority on the Macau project. Just enough to get the investors off our

a quiet sigh, he

are you going?”

said dryly. “If you want to talk business, call my

he bit out, voice rising slightly. “You

he moved smoothly toward the hallway, shoulders relaxed. He didn’t bother glancing back, clearly dismissing the conversation.

fists clenched, lips curling with something dark and furious.

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“This is important!”

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remarked smoothly over

dinner.”

flexed, disbelief flashing briefly across his

already halfway down the hallway, unbothered and utterly

eyebrow, watching the scene unfold with something close to amusement. She crossed her arms, leaning casually against the doorframe. “Well,” she remarked lightly, eyes glinting. “You heard him.”

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 his

Without another word, he turned sharply on his heel, storming out of the apartment with brisk, clipped steps. The door slammed behind

of her eyes. “Dramatic,” she muttered, smoothing a hand

reappeared a moment later, eyes glinting with faint amusement.