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.

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

from Anya to meet Daniel's

not can have a

he was still

couldn't afford to offend Daniel Shaw, not when he

over, Vincent stood. He looked at Anya, his eyes pleading. Think about what I said,"

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

surroundings. The private hospital room was spacious, yet it felt confining. Security personnel stood at attention near the door,

A nurse quickly adjusted his bed, raising it to a

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

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

he ordered, his voice stronger now that he had calmed down. The security

action, to 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,

off the pleasantries. "How much does the press know about the fire?" he asked, cutting straight to

more formal. "We've managed to keep the details under wraps, sir. As far as the public is concerned, you were caught

of 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 the notorious criminal organization known as the

well over the years.

the fire?" the president asked, his

a tablet. "We found security footage of two individuals leaving the building

THE

device

screen was a grainy image of two people hurriedly getting into a car. Despite the quality, the president instantly recognized

poor

intelligence nodded, understanding the unspoken command. He needs

president alone with his

complicated matters significantly. Justin knew who he was. If he

He needed to act fast to regain control before the situation got