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.

thought it odd that they wanted Anya. True, he could not guarantee that the agency wants her for a good reason. Why

looked away from Anya to meet Daniel's

Looking where you should not

he

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

his eyes pleading. Think

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 coursing through his

president took in his surroundings. The private hospital room was spacious, yet it felt confining. Security personnel stood at attention near the door, their expressions stoic and professional. The weight of recent events pressed down on him,

of activity from the medical staff hovering nearby. A nurse quickly adjusted his bed,

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

because he had woken up subsided, the president's mind cleared, focusing on the pressing matters at hand.

stronger now that he had calmed down. The security detail

the president as he waited. His fingers twitched. He was itching to take 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, his

the press know about the fire?" he asked, cutting

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

president was not just the leader of the country but also the head of the notorious criminal organization known as the Dark Hand. It was

well over the years.

escaped the fire?" the president asked, his eyes

out a tablet. "We found security footage of

126. THE LEADER

the device

a 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, his tone dismissive. "That will be

poor

intelligence nodded, understanding the unspoken command. He needs to track down those two people in the security

retreated from the room, leaving the president alone with his thoughts and the

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

to regain control before the situation got worse