Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

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The Sarano Family

Tezy eat with her back straight at the car totted through the streets, the city blurring past the tinted windows Her fingers clutched the edge of the folder Liam had handed her. She hadn't spoken again since the word "overdose came out of his

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"Overdose" the said "Liam-

He didn't answer instead, he reached forward and tapped the cover of the folder

other lap

Izzy wasted no time and opened it

The first page was a summary sheet Cassandra Sarano-age twenty seven, current contracts, former representation records, undisclosed settlements. Izzy's brow furrowed as her eyes scanned the contents.

The next few pages were photos Blurred shots of Cassandra sitting beside middle aged men at private resorts Hotel lobbies Yacht decks Always a different man. Always the same uncomfortable body language ity turned to the next page

emails Redacted names, but the tone was obvious

"She's not responding to the governor's request. Fix it."

"She said she doesn't want to do older men again. Tell her it's non-negotiable" izzy blinked "This-this is real?"

Liam nodded once, watching her from across the seat. "All verified. I made sure.”

Another page. This time a scanned ledger. Payouts to booking agents. Withdrawals tied to cash-heavy shell companies. Names of rising artists with footnotes. "Removed from agency." "Dropped." "Went silent."

She turned another page. There was a face she recognized. A girl who had gone viral two years ago before vanishing overnight. Izzy looked at the caption. Melinda Wei, Nineteen. Pulled from a studio deal mid-contract.

"She was one of them?"

"She refused to play along," Liam said. "Cass made sure she'd never work again."

Izzy didn't speak. She turned another page. There were screenshots now. Cassandra texting someone. "He said twenty grand for one night. Not touching her. Just appearance. Should I say yes?"

"Selling them?" Izzy asked. "To politicians?"

who just signed.

mouth was dry. "How did she get away

sat back, folding his arms. "The Sarano

froze. Her eyes snapped to him. "Wait. The

"The real ones. Not the celebrity brand she plays with. The ones

the file

No

turned her head

parents were both in finance. Dead now." Liam leaned forward slightly, elbow on his knee. "Her maternal grandmother was Sarano blood. A cousin. Distant,

flipped back to the first page, reading it again. "So she used them to get in? To stay

her too. She helped launder money through endorsements and media firms. Her agency paid out favors. Half the

was trafficking influence, Izzy muttered.

Meanwhile, every girl who stepped out of line disappeared or signed NDAs

her lap.

bring her down r Successfully unlocked! stice? No. Izzy knew Liam better

looked out the window. "Because she carrie

at a document showing wired payments from a Sarano-linked consultancy to Cassandra's production

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of shell companies, all routed through dummy LLCS in Malta, Belize, and Luxembourg. Each one funneled money into Cassandra's talent agency. At the bottom of the sheet was a redacted

looked up. "Pamella

in banking transactions. Nothing

stepping out of a private

"Cassandra worked with her?"

close to her.

from his briefcase and handed it over. Izzy opened it. The

She looked at Liam.

companies helped finance one of her productions last year." Izzy flipped the page. A still frame from a gala. Cassandra speaking

not on paper. But he was there. Three security analysts confirmed it. He left through the rear with one of Cassandra's staff. Less than

back. "So

Either she's being removed or repositioned. Either

looked at him, eyes narrowing. "Why are you doing

Liam tilted his head.

said. "If I had known this was connected to the Mafia, I never would've agreed to use her. You're picking a fight with