Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 204

"What about his office?" Pamella asked, frowning as she stood in the middle of

the boutique, still holding the fabric swatch the stylist had handed her.

Her secretary shifted slightly, holding a tablet in both hands. "Mr. Weiss hasn't returned since the day of the accident"

Pamella stared at her. "What do you mean, hasn't returned?"

"He hasn't shown up to the office. No calls. No updates. His assistant said he flew out that same night but didn't say where."

Pamella dropped the swatch on the table. "And no one thought to inform me?"

"We tried to reach him," the secretary said. "But his number's been going straight to voicemail"

Pamella walked across the room and snatched her phone off the bench. She pulled up Calen's contact and pressed the call button. It rang once-then disconnected. She tried again. Same result.

"This is unbelievable," she muttered. "The fitting was scheduled a week ago. This was the reschedule. Where the hell is he?"

The stylist stood quietly by the corner, pretending to adjust something on the mannequin.

Pamella turned to her secretary again. "Where's Cecil?"

"She hasn't returned any calls either."

Pamella blinked. "Are you telling me both of them just vanished?" That bitch Cecil had been acting all sweet. Yet now, the woman actually vanished with her son?

"Ms. Rossi's accident may

have-"

Pamella raised her hand. "Don't say her name."

The secretary looked down at her tablet.

Pamella stepped away, phone still in her grip. "Call legal. Have them freeze the PR drafts. If this wedding is falling apart, I'm not going to be the last to know."

"Yes, ma'am."

quickly through her contacts, and pressed the number labeled CEO

once before

If this deal doesn't go through, you can forget about any investment from my father. Weiss Inc. will compensate me for

She didn't pause.

I know he's adopted, but

ended the call without giving Mr. Weiss the chance to

in her hand.

said. "If we find her,

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nod and started typing immediately. Pamella stood still, her nails tapping against the edge of the table,

Alcaraz flipped through the latest printout of press inquiries. She barely looked

back again," she said, circling a section of the media list with a red pen. "Say the family is requesting privacy. Use neutral language- nothing emotional. I want the coverage soft,

ma'am," her assistant replied, already typing into

the easier it is to control

hesitated. “Ma'am, there's something else. We've received over

up for the first

the assistant continued. "Many of them are concerned. The shares dropped four points since the

or if they should

pen down. "Who asked that

office called

Of course, he did.

from Marla DuPont's

drawer, pulled out a

she's undergoing treatment in a secured facility. No

Her assistant nodded.

family of the

go

said flatly. "Standard clause. Quiet money. Make it clear that if they talk, they'll be violating privacy protections related to Miss Rossi's condition. Get legal to sign off. Tell them to accept the money if they don't want us to drag them into the court. That driver is already dying of cancer, why are they asking us to pay him when he was clearly the

"Yes, ma'am."

list of temporary board appointees. If anyone tries to

the door.

yet. He's still neutral. Let's keep

Alcaraz picked up her phone, dialed a