Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

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“Sir, Mr. Horvath is already on his way. It seems that it might take a few more minutes before he arrives. Would you like some tea or coffee, perhaps?” Mondo said as he gave Renard Weiss a shallow bow.

“No, thanks. I will just wait for Mr. Horvath.”

Renard Weiss sat stiffly in the boardroom, his fingers curled into fists against the polished table. His jaw tightened as he glanced at the clock. It had been over an hour. An hour.

And yet, there was still no sign of Liam Horvath.

His patience wore thinner with each passing minute. He hadn’t even been granted an appointment–he had forced his way in the moment he heard the rumors. The Macau officials were seriously considering removing Weiss Inc. from the project.

And at the center of it all?

Liam.

Renard had seen the reports. The investigation had weakened their position, and if Horvath Industries made a strong enough push, Weiss Inc. would be gone.

Mondo, standing near the door, looked entirely at ease. The man had been polite and professional–but there was an air of quiet amusement about him as if Liam’s delay was deliberate.

Renard’s fingers curled tighter against the armrest of his chair.

Mondo offered him a polite smile before stepping away. “If you’ll excuse me, Mr. Weiss,” he said, bowing slightly before exiting the boardroom.

Renard barely spared him a glance. Instead, he turned to his own secretary, who had been shifting uneasily by the door. The man cleared his throat. “Sir, Vice President Weiss has been calling since this morning-”

Renard gritted his teeth. “Ignore him.”

The secretary hesitated. “But, sir-”

“I said don’t answer him,” Renard cut in sharply.

Calen was useless. A pathetic excuse for a vice president who had already let the company fall into chaos. There was no point in listening to whatever desperate excuses he had now.

leaned back in his chair, his

felt like forever, the door

“Mr. Weiss,” he said smoothly. “Mr.

rigid as he adjusted the cuff of his sleeve. Without a word, he

into the office, his gaze immediately locking onto Liam Horvath, who sat comfortably behind his desk.

leaned slightly back in his chair. A slow smile formed as he gestured toward the

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he walked forward.

Instead, he picked up a porcelain cup from his desk and took a casual sip before glancing back at Renard. “Would

at his sides. “There’s no need for propriety,”

flickering in his gaze. He set his cup down carefully, his movements unhurried, before folding his

head slightly. “What do you want, Mr. Weiss?” He exhaled softly as if pondering something. “From what I understand, you came in without

stay composed. His fingers flexed once before he finally took

decades,” Renard said, his words measured. “I don’t waste time with fakeries.” His eyes narrowed slightly. “So I’ll

leaned back slightly, waiting.

the Macau officials to remove Weiss

remained sharp, watching for

he had been

his fingers interlocked as he regarded Renard with an unreadable expression.

stiffly. “It’s because of the scandal.

tilting his head slightly. “Only the law can decide that,” he said. “Right now, our focus is on the welfare of the many. And at this moment, Weiss Inc. isn’t in a position

of his chair. Bullshit. Every word coming out of Liam’s mouth was utter bullshit–but the worst part? There was nothing

them for a moment.

course,” he said

Renard’s eyes narrowed.

as if it was the most obvious

“Why would we need to fund

Weiss Inc. is capable of