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.

in his chair,

after what felt like forever, the door opened

unreadable expression on his face. “Mr. Weiss,” he said smoothly. “Mr. Horvath has just arrived. He’s expecting you in

adjusted the cuff of his sleeve. Without a word, he strode past Mondo, his footsteps

immediately locking onto Liam Horvath, who sat comfortably

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

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jaw tightened as he walked forward. He didn’t

bothered by that. Instead, he picked up a porcelain cup from his desk and took a casual sip before glancing back at Renard. “Would you like some coffee? Tea?”

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

flickering in his gaze. He set his cup down

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

inhaled slowly, forcing himself to stay composed. His fingers flexed

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

back slightly, waiting.

you pushing for the Macau officials

remained sharp, watching for

if he had

fingers interlocked as he regarded Renard with

he said stiffly. “It’s because of the scandal. But this has

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,

word coming out of Liam’s mouth was utter

them for a

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

Renard’s eyes narrowed.

the most obvious thing in the world. “That’s

“Why would we need

prove to the investors–and Macau itself—that Weiss Inc. is capable