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.

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

looked away from Anya to meet Daniel's cold

Looking where you should not can have a person's eyes

knew he was still

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

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

equipment filled the room, a constant reminder of his precarious condition. As his eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the

near the door, their expressions stoic and professional. The weight of recent events pressed down on him, memories of flames and chaos flickering at the edges of

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

scratchy from the smoke he had inhaled. As a nurse brought him a glass with a straw, he took a

because he had woken up subsided, the president's mind cleared, focusing

The security detail

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

off the pleasantries. "How much does the press

keep the details under wraps, sir. As far as the public

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 of power and secrets, one that

well over the years.

else escaped the fire?" the president asked, his

chief reached into his briefcase, pulling out a tablet. "We found security footage of two individuals leaving the building

THE

device

a grainy image of two people hurriedly getting into a car. Despite the quality, the president instantly recognized them Mercy and Justin.

poor

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

president alone

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

bad. He needed to act fast to regain control before the