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?"

Liam said. "New artists. Girls who just signed. Some boys

mouth was dry. "How did she

his

snapped to him.

brand she plays with. The

the file

No

turned her head toward

in finance. Dead now." Liam leaned forward slightly, elbow on his knee. "Her maternal grandmother was Sarano blood. A cousin. Distant, not on the main line. But it was

reading it again. "So she used them to

endorsements and media firms. Her agency paid out favors. Half the fake contracts were just fronts

trafficking influence, Izzy

like success. Fashion Charity galas. Meanwhile, every girl who stepped out of line

in her lap. It all

now?" she asked. "Why bring her down r Successfully unlocked! stice?

out the window. "Because she carrie after

say anything for a long time. She stared down at a document showing wired payments from a Sarano-linked consultancy to Cassandra's production house. There was a note in the margin: Keep her quiet. Blame him.

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Another document listed a string 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

up. "Pamella

"We've seen overlaps in banking transactions.

Pamella stepping out of a private jet with Cassandra behind her. Both were

"Cassandra worked with her?"

close to her. That

over. Izzy opened it. The first name on the page stopped

She looked at Liam.

And one of his family's holding companies

But he was there. Three security analysts confirmed it. He left through

sat back. "So

cleanup," Liam said. "She was getting messy. Either she's being removed or

him, eyes narrowing. "Why are

Liam tilted his head.

connected to the Mafia, I never would've agreed to use her. You're picking a fight with people who don't