Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 188

Liam’s lips thinned, “You came here funt to ask me this?” he chided. “I didn’t know you were that curious about my private affairs.” He didn’t hide the sarcasm in his voice.

Olivier didn’t answer right away. He remained where he stood, watching

Liam turned and walked toward the window, his back to him now

Of course, his father would come now. Stirring the pot just enough to feel powerful. He always waited until something mattered before inserting himself. Liam had expected this to happen.

Liam remembered being sixteen and getting pulled from school for a weekend trip to Monaco, only to sit in silence at a business dinner while Olivier berated him in front of two board members for not responding to a birthday message sent by

his wife.

Or the time he’d been twenty–two and had declined to attend a holiday gala, choosing to spend time with his grandfather instead. Olivier showed up at his flat the next day with a list of frozen accounts and a canceled travel itinerary. His way of teaching Liam the value of “family appearances. And when Liam’s grandfather intervened, he threw another tantrum and called his own son spoiled and stupid.

And then there was the time he’d called him a liability. Just because Liam refused to sell one of their acquired companies the way he wanted. Olivier didn’t care for disagreement. Especially not from his son. And definitely not from women. That had always been his weakness.

He remembered Olivier’s second marriage or fling. That one had been public when he was younger, especially the way it ended. The woman had refused to sign an NDA. She threatened to go public with what she called “psychological harassment.” Olivier destroyed her credibility within two weeks. Bought out her publisher. Filed a defamation suit. It was never about truth–just control.

Liam slowly turned back to him.

“You looked into Isabella because she challenged you,” Liam said. “Not because you cared or you were curious. She said something that didn’t sit right with you. And you immediately wanted to destroy her.”

Olivier raised an eyebrow.

Liam stepped around the desk, closing the space between them. “How does it feel? Being challenged by someone than you? A woman, no less. I’m guessing you didn’t like it.”

Olivier’s fingers flexed against the armrest of the chair.

younger

“You hated it,” Liam said. “Because she didn’t flinch. Because she didn’t care who you were. And now here you are, digging through her past just to feel bigger. Do you feel better now?”

Olivier didn’t deny it. He didn’t need to.

Liam didn’t move. “I don’t owe you anything. And she doesn’t owe you respect. So if this is your attempt to rattle me, you should leave now,”

Olivier stood slowly. Adjusted his cuff.

impulsive,” Olivier said. “Still protecting people before you

him. He didn’t blink.

he replied. “But at least I don’t destroy

smirked. “Not

1/2

INDCASEVEN–EMERN

Chapter 188

“You say I’m trying to feel bigger” he said. “But the truth is, you’re no different from me. You think you’re better because you do it quietly. Behind the scenes. But it’s the same, Controlling Calculated. That’s what you’ve been doing with Isabella. Managing her, without her even realizing

look away.

she’d react if she found out. About the pieces you moved. The people you paid off. The way you kept her in the dark to get exactly what

smiled, small and sharp. “Try it. We’ll

eyes. “Is

I am wondering how you are able to

the ten–year–old boy who used to lose sleep over his father’s moods Not the teenager who flinched at every

what was expected just for the sake of obedience. He asked questions. He made different choices. He refused

defiance was

because you now have your company? Your name? Your marriage?” Olivier scoffed. “Let’s make this simple Liam.

Liam didn’t speak.

you made sure she found out about Calen and Monica in the worst way

desk. “And then you’ll be alone. All that work, all that planning, and

didn’t flinch. He didn’t nod.

stared at his

stepped closer

made sure she owed more money to those backdoor lenders. You knew she would gamble. You let

expression didn’t

created it. So Isabella would be forced to carry it. You wanted her desperate. You wanted her vulnerable.

didn’t stop

That sudden leak about misused funds, that convenient timing right when Calen Weiss was starting to rebuild? That

gaze didn’t leave his son.

2/3

Sum, 30 Mar

Chapter 188

enough, shuffled through offshore filters, a few shell names here and

He smiled, briefly