Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 166

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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.

and leaned back in his chair, his gaze locked

then, after what felt like forever, the door

his face. “Mr. Weiss,” he said smoothly.

stood immediately, his posture rigid as he adjusted the cuff of his sleeve. Without a word, he strode past Mondo, his footsteps heavy against

onto Liam Horvath, who sat comfortably behind his

slow smile formed as he gestured toward the seat across from

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he walked forward. He didn’t sit.

cup from his desk and took a casual sip before glancing back at Renard.

at his sides. “There’s no need for propriety,” he said flatly. “Let’s get

smirk deepened, something almost amused flickering in his gaze. He set his cup down carefully, his movements unhurried, before folding

right,” he said, tilting his head slightly. “What do you want, Mr. Weiss?” He exhaled softly as if pondering something. “From what I understand, you came in without an appointment. If you ask me, that’s a

composed. His fingers flexed once before he

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

back slightly, waiting.

the Macau officials to remove Weiss Inc. from the project?”

sharp, watching for any

he had been expecting the question all

desk, his fingers interlocked as he regarded Renard

stiffly. “It’s because of the scandal. But

“Right now, our focus is on the welfare of the

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

between them

back slightly. “Unless, of course,” he said casually,

Renard’s eyes narrowed.

obvious thing in the

“Why would we need to

itself—that Weiss Inc. is capable of building this project.” He