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.

Anya. True, he could not guarantee that the agency wants her for a good reason.

away from Anya to meet Daniel's cold

you should not can have a person's eyes taken out," Daniel

that Daniel knew he was still in love with

Shaw, not when

the conversation was over, Vincent stood. He looked at Anya, his eyes pleading. Think about what I said," he urged

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 door, their expressions stoic and professional. The weight of recent events pressed down on him, memories of flames

nearby. A nurse quickly adjusted his bed, raising it to a more comfortable position while admonishing

had inhaled. As a nurse brought him a glass with a straw, he took

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

he had calmed down. The security detail exchanged glances before one of them nodded

like hours to 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

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

as the public is concerned, you were caught in a fire

president was not just the leader of the country but also the head

well over the years.

escaped the fire?" the president asked, his eyes

security footage of two individuals leaving the building just before the fire broke

THE

device

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

poor

head of intelligence nodded, understanding the unspoken command. He needs to track

president alone

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, there is a chance that he

act fast to regain control before