Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 168

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“This gala is pretty nice,” Izzy said, smiling. She looked around. The gala was nothing short of extravagant. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm glow over the grand ballroom. Soft classical music played in the background, blending seamlessly with the hum of conversation. Servers in crisp uniforms moved through the crowd, offering trays of fine champagne and hors d’oeuvres to elegantly dressed guests.

Izzy took in the sight, her gaze sweeping over the elegantly decorated tables, each adorned with fresh white roses and gold- trimmed dinnerware. Everything was polished, and refined–exactly what she expected from an event hosted by the Blackwell Group.

Liam stood beside her, effortlessly holding a glass of champagne. He hadn’t been in a hurry to mingle. If anything, he looked content just being here with her.

“Hey, do you know anything about the Blackwell group?” Izzy asked.

However, before he could answer her, Mondo stepped closer, his voice low as he leaned toward Liam. “Sir, a few businessmen are approaching.”

Liam didn’t react immediately, simply swirling the champagne in his glass as Mondo continued.

“Graham Whitford, CEO of Whitford Energy. His company specializes in renewable energy projects in Europe.”

“Victor Langston, managing partner of Langston Holdings. They deal with private equity investments in Asia.”

“And Robert Ashford, CFO of Ashford Steelworks. They control a large percentage of the steel supply chain in the U.S.”

Liam exhaled lightly before shifting his gaze toward the approaching men.

They reached him swiftly, their movements smooth, practiced–men who were used to socializing at this level.

“Mr. Horvath,” Whitford greeted first, lifting his glass slightly in acknowledgment. “It’s good to see you here.”

Langston nodded in agreement. “Didn’t think you’d make it. But then again, it wouldn’t be a proper event without a Horvath.”

Ashford chuckled. “Let’s have a toast, shall we?”

Liam allowed a small smirk as he lifted his glass. “To a successful evening,” he said smoothly.

Their glasses clinked together before they each took a sip.

waist, his touch firm, familiar.

Isabella Rossi.”

gazes, giving a polite

glances before offering their own acknowledgments, their interest clear. She wasn’t just a guest- she was someone

hadn’t been publicly announced, it was obvious. The way he held

need to be said.

was more

the fact that she

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lifted a brow as he glanced at

his gaze without hesitation. “He was my grandfather.”

a brief pause before Graham Whitford hummed in acknowledgment. “Interesting. I’ve met Augustus a few times in the past.” His

She set her glass down on the nearby

Ashford chuckled lightly, shaking his head. “That does sound like Augustus.

nodded in agreement. “Still, I would’ve thought someone like him would bring up family, especially if

turning back to them. “He had his reasons.” She lifted her champagne glass again. “Though I imagine if he were here, he’d probably still be

slightly. “A protective grandfather and now a Horvath at your side?

he took a sip of his

men exchanged looks before raising their glasses again, this time including Izzy in the silent toast.

the curiosity in their gazes lingered just a little longer. Augustus

itself, said

she pinched Calen’s side. “Stop

teeth, his fingers curling around the glass in his hand. His eyes remained fixed on Izzy and Liam, standing together as

your own business,” he muttered.

harder this time. “You are my business,” she shot back. “You invited

Izzy’s waist, the way they moved so effortlessly together. This sight made him so angry, he wanted to remove his hand from her body! It wasn’t supposed to be like this. He had