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.

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

Anya

learn boundaries. Looking where you should not can

knew he was still

to offend Daniel Shaw, not when he needed to stay close to gather more

the conversation was 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 the harsh fluorescent lights, he became acutely aware of the

the door, their expressions stoic and professional. The weight of recent events

sit up, prompting a lot of activity from the medical staff hovering nearby. A nurse

the president rasped, his throat dry and scratchy from the smoke he had inhaled. As a nurse brought him a glass with a straw, he took a few sips,

commotion caused because he had woken up subsided, the president's mind cleared, focusing on the pressing matters

he ordered, his voice stronger now that he had calmed down. The security detail exchanged glances before one of

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

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

the details under wraps, sir. As far as the public is concerned, you were caught in a fire after a meeting. No specifics

hint 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 Dark Hand. It was a delicate dance

well over the years.

the fire?" the president asked, his

"We found security footage of two individuals leaving the building just before the

THE LEADER

device to

the president instantly recognized them Mercy and Justin. His jaw tightened. imperceptibly. "Thank you," the president said, his tone dismissive. "That will be

poor

He needs to track

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

moment, the president stared at the image on the tablet, his mind racing with implications and potential consequences. Mercy and Justin's escape complicated matters significantly. Justin knew who he was. If he

needed to act fast to regain control