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.

guarantee that the agency wants her for a good reason. Why did he

looked away from Anya to meet

you should not can have a person's

he was still in love with

not when

eyes pleading. Think about what I said," he urged softly before

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

spacious, yet it felt confining. Security personnel stood at attention near the door, their expressions stoic and professional.

activity from the medical staff hovering nearby. A

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

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

that he had calmed down. The security detail exchanged glances before one of them nodded and stepped out of the room to

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 Italian intelligence greeted, his tone respectful yet guarded.

much does the press know about

formal. "We've managed to keep the details under wraps, sir. As far as the public is concerned, you were caught in a fire after a meeting. No specifics about the

him. They both knew the truth: that the president was not just the leader of the country

well over the years.

the fire?" the president asked, his

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

126. THE LEADER

device

getting into a car. Despite the quality, the president instantly recognized

poor

intelligence nodded, understanding the unspoken command. He needs

room, leaving the president alone with his thoughts and

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 left just before the fire, there

act fast to regain control before the situation got worse