Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 229

Lovely wife 229

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Olivier stormed out of the boardroom the moment the final vote was cast. It was done. Liam would hold the voting authority. Reinhardt had been named interim proxy CEO. The board didn't even hesitate to adjourn once the papers were signed.

He caught up to Liam just outside the double doors that led toward the CEO's office suite. Olivier's voice rose without thinking. "Where do you think you're going!?"

Liam paused mid-stride. He didn't turn fully at first. Just enough.

Olivier took a few more steps toward him.

"Step down," Olivier said. "Right now. You are not ready for this role."

Liam narrowed his eyes, still silent.

"You're my son," Olivier added, walking closer. "You are supposed to listen to me."

Liam didn't move.

"I built this company with your grandfather," Olivier continued. "I carried it through three fiscal downturns. And now the board sides with you? Of course, they did. You married into the Rossi Group. You used your wife's last name like a shield, and now they think you're some damn savior. But I see it for what it is. You're taking advantage of that girl."

Liam finally turned. His expression stayed the same-cold, measured.

"If you're looking for someone to blame," he said, "go look in the mirror."

Olivier stepped closer. "Don't act like you earned this. The press hates you. Your wife dragged this company into the spotlight. And you've been walking around like none of it matters. Like your name alone gives you immunity."

Liam didn't react.

"You think I'm the problem?"

asked. “She has her hooks in you and you don't even see it."

Liam laughed once-short, sharp.

surgery. Not you. You should try acting like a son for once instead

another word, Liam turned and walked down the corridor. He didn't look back. He didn't slow. Olivier stood frozen, fists clenched, his pulse loud in his ears. He watched his son disappear down the hall as if the conversation never

was outside. His car was already waiting.

"Drive," he snapped.

driver

said-" Olivier leaned

driver didn't move. His chin rested heavily on his chest.

near the

a soft sound came from the back

He turned sharply.

black. Black turtleneck. Black tailored suit. A matching black hat. Face shadowed. Olivier recoiled slightly,

the stranger said. "I'm an ally.

at the driver again. Still out cold. Then

faintly and adjusted his sleeve, revealing a glimpse of a

just happened old guard

Olivier stared.

"Someone who prefers

right one

man leaned

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want the seat

but he didn't look

man placed a small black envelope on the

be in

hand hovered near it just as the man reached forward and

like he'd just woken from a nap. "Mr. Horvath!

empty. The man was gone. Olivier sat motionless, staring at

"Drive," he said again.

the

camera while listening to the current reports for

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