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?"

artists. Girls who just signed. Some boys too, if

"How did she get

his

froze. Her eyes snapped to him. "Wait. The Saranos? The ones

Not the celebrity brand she plays with. The ones that run port cities

at the file again. "Cassandra's

No

her head

Jones. American. Her parents were both 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

first page, reading it again.

didn't just use them, Liam said. "They used her too. She helped launder money through endorsements and media firms. Her agency paid out favors. Half the fake

influence, Izzy muttered.

galas. Meanwhile, every girl who stepped out

in her lap.

she asked. "Why bring her down r Successfully unlocked! stice? No.

window. "Because she carrie after

document showing wired payments from a Sarano-linked consultancy to Cassandra's production house. There

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again. Her hands were steady, but her stomach felt tight. Another document listed a string of shell companies, all routed through dummy LLCS in Malta, Belize, and Luxembourg.

looked up.

nodded slightly. "We've seen overlaps in banking transactions. Nothing conclusive, but

stepping out of a private jet with Cassandra behind

"Cassandra worked with her?"

worked with someone close to her. That part's unclear. But

and handed it over. Izzy opened it. The first

She looked at Liam.

clients-especially the big ones-were previously tied to Frederik's firm. And one of his family's holding companies helped finance one of her productions last year." Izzy flipped the page. A still frame from a gala. Cassandra speaking with an older man.

there. Three security analysts confirmed it. He left through the rear with one

"So this...

she's

looked at him, eyes narrowing. "Why

Liam tilted his head.

she 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 people who don't stop