The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 126

Chapter 126: THE LEADER WAKES

The warning in Daniel's voice was clear. Vincent held his tongue, knowing he'd already pushed

too far.

"Do you even know what this is about? Or are you blindly following orders?" Daniel asked him

"I came out of concern.

"So, you mean to say you do not know what this is about, but you came to show concem? How brave," Daniel chuckled as he cut a piece of steak for Anya

"You should go back. In this matter, the government is the most dangerous place for me," Anya said.

This made Vincent frowIL.

"I will protect you," Vincent promised. His words seemed to anger Daniel.

"Will you protect her or follow orders? Your agency wants my wife dead; which way will you be turning?" Daniel asked.

"What does that mean?" Vincent asked with a frown.

"You followed orders that asked you to take her from a hospital while in a coma, and you still think you can protect her? Why would the government order that? They don't want me, my father or my grandfather; they just want to capture my wife, and you did not question this?"

still. Daniel asked. This made Vincent go

"Go back. In this story, the government is the enemy," Anya said.

they wanted Anya. True, he could not guarantee that the

looked away from Anya to

boundaries. Looking where you should not can have a person's eyes taken out," Daniel

knew he was still in

when he needed

Anya, his eyes pleading. Think

smell of disinfectant permeated the air as the president slowly regained consciousness. The rhythmic beeping of medical equipment filled the room, a constant reminder of his precarious condition. As his eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the harsh fluorescent lights, he became acutely aware of the dull pain

personnel stood at attention near the door, their expressions stoic and professional. The weight of recent

a grimace, he attempted to sit up, prompting a lot of activity from the medical staff hovering nearby. A nurse quickly adjusted his bed,

he had inhaled. As a nurse brought him a glass with

subsided, the president's mind cleared, focusing on the pressing matters at hand. He needed information, and

Italian intelligence," he ordered, his voice stronger now that he had calmed down. The security detail exchanged glances before

regain control of the situation that had so completely gotten out of his control. Finally, the door opened, letting in a tall, distinguished man in a crisp suit. "Mr. President," the head of Italian intelligence greeted, his tone respectful yet guarded. "It's good to see you awake. How

much does the press know about the fire?" he asked, cutting straight

wraps, sir. As far as the public is concerned, you were

relief crossing his features. "Good. Keep it that way." He paused, studying the man before him. They both knew the truth: that the president was not just the leader of the country but also the head of

well over the years.

the president asked, his eyes

intelligence chief reached into his briefcase, pulling out a tablet. "We found security footage of two individuals leaving the building just before the fire broke out," he

126. THE LEADER

device to the

grainy image of two people hurriedly getting into a car. Despite the quality, the president instantly recognized them Mercy and Justin. His jaw tightened. imperceptibly. "Thank you," the president said,

poor

the unspoken command. He needs to track down those two people in the

from the room, leaving the president alone with his thoughts and the ever-present security

and potential consequences. Mercy and Justin's escape complicated matters significantly. Justin knew who he was. If he left just before the fire, there is

act fast to regain control before the