The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 133

MISTAKE 133

Chapter 133: Getting him back

"Nothing serious," Daniel assured her. "Luca and I are on our way back now. But Rosa.... what have you done? I'm hearing some wild stories about missing heirs and ultimatums."

Anya shifted uncomfortably as though he were there. It seems what she had done had found ts way to him. If it had found its way to him, that means his family also knew. But she was not ashamed of what she did.

To his question, Anya snorted. "Let's just say I've been keeping busy while you were away. I may

or may not have taken some people. Is that bad?"

Daniel's chuckle was warm and familiar. "That's my girl. I'll see you soon, love."

As the call ended, Anya took a deep breath, composing herself before turning back to face the captives. The coldness was back in her eyes, but there was a hint of satisfaction in her smile

now.

"Well, gentlemen," she announced, "it seems today is your lucky day. Your fathers have seen reason, and my husband is safe. You'll be released to your families shortly."

The relief on the young men's faces was palpable. But Anya wasn't finished.

"However," she continued, her tone sharpening, "it is best if your families are not so trusting

of the commission next time."

How could Anya leave without showing discord? From torturing the boys, she had understood that the false information about them came from the commission. The commission manipulated them to hunt down Daniel, or else small families like theirs would never dare. She nodded to Marco and the other guards. "Get them ready for transport. I want them out of here within the hour."

seemed to close in around the

named Paolo, stood

repeated, his voice barely above a whisper, "How the poster wo had four of the small idiot families working together. We had the element of

seems we underestimated both Daniel Shaw's powers at his wife's... character, sir. Not only

words made the president frown. What could have possibly gone wrong? it was

narrowed. "What kind of

Shaw somehow managed to capture the oldest sons of all four families involved. She used them as leverage

down hard on the hospital tray, sending a glass of water crashing to the floor. Paolo flinched but

62 years, the stress of recent events etching deep lines around his eyes. "It was just a little girl. Are you saying a little girl outsmarted them? Why did the intelligence director not

we do,

against his pillows, his mind

in their grief. The evidence that could destroy him-evidence

our plans," he said finally. "No more subtle maneuvering. It's time to bring the full weight of the state against the Shaws. Prepare the necessary paperwork. I want raids, asset

nodded, already tapping notes into his tablet. "And the other families, sir? The ones whose

them loose. If they're smart, they'll distance themselves from this mess. If not..." He

As

to put the new plans into motion, the president turned to stare out the window at the skyline. Somewhere out there, Daniel Shaw was celebrating his victory. But the game wasn't over yet. Not by a

at the hotel. The hotel had seen its share of dramatic reunions over the years, but few could match the intensity of the

since returning from

as if

burying her face in his chest. She could feel his heart beating, strong and steady-the most beautiful sound in the

her, his face pressed

each other's presence, before Anya pulled back slightly. Her eyes, filled with unshed

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