Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 91

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“What do you mean you can’t find her?” Calen shot Albert a sharp glare. “I told you she’s in her office.”

Albert hesitated, shifting uncomfortably. “But the guard said-"

Calen’s jaw tightened, his patience wearing thin. He had spent the entire day drowning in work, and now his

secretary couldn't locate one person. One person in the entire of Macau. Just how big was Macau? It was damn

smaller than Los Angeles!

“Sir,” Albert began cautiously. “Is it possible ‘that... Miss Rossi might be hiding-

- “Stop,” Calen snapped, cutting him off. His eyes darkened, the tension in the room thick. “Why on earth would

she be

hiding? She’s supposed to be working.”

“Well, maybe she’s-" Albert hesitated. “She’s hiding from you? Perhaps she-"

“Izzy is hiding from me?” Calen cut Albert off sharply, slamming his hand on the table. Papers fluttered as his

secretary flinched. “Don’t be absurd! Why would she need to hide? She has a job to do, and so do you, Albert!”

“I checked her office three times,” Albert stammered. “The- The security confirmed she left the premises earlier

this afternoon, but no one saw where she went.”

Calen rose from his chair abruptly, the scrape of wood against the floor loud in the otherwise silent room. His

broad shoulders tensed as he rounded the desk. “A whole day wasted,” he muttered, more to himself than to

Albert. “It’s her birthday, for God's sake. And I'm stuck here with unfinished work while you run around like a

headless chicken.”

Albert swallowed hard. “Sir, I-"

“Save it,” Calen snapped, his voice colder now. He grabbed his coat from the back of his chair and shrugged it

on. “She didn’t leave for no reason. And if she’s not answering her phone, there's only one explanation.”

Albert stepped back, startled by the icy fury in his employer's eyes. “Sir, you have documents to sign, and

there's a meeting tonight with the US Team. If you leave now-"

“I don’t care about the damn meeting!” Calen barked, his temper slipping further. He brushed past Albert, his

steps heavy as he strode toward the door. “Reschedule it. I'll deal with it tomorrow.”

“But, sir-"

“| said tomorrow!” Calen’s voice thundered through the office. He threw the door open, leaving Albert to gape

after him.

The moment he reached the lobby, Calen barked at his driver to prepare the car. Sliding into the backseat, he

leaned forward, his fingers digging into the leather headrest in front of him. “To Izzy's office,” he ordered, his

voice tight.

“Yes, sir.” The driver pulled into the flow of traffic, the city lights blurring past as Calen stared out the window.

His father’s interference was beginning to wear on him. Izzy was supposed to work in the sbuilding as him,

but Liam and his father agreed that it would be best for her to work with Liam. Izzy had been working out of the

building Liam Horvath had specifically arranged for her-a sleek, modern space that served as her independent

domain, which was somehow next to Liam's office! How could he accept the fact that instead of letting Izzy work

in the sbuilding as Calen, his father actually approved of Liam's idea!? Apparently, it was to avoid conflicts

of interest.

In reality, Calen knew, it was just another way for his father to control things while giving Izzy more authority.

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visibility. More... importance.

The thought grated on his nerves. Izzy was being elevated, praised, and treated like a prized asset while he was

drowning in work designed to keep him tethered to the office. And now, on her birthday of all days, she had

vanished-leaving him to wonder if she was with someone else.

“Liam,” Calen hissed under his breath, his grip tightening on the headrest. His thoughts spiraled. It had to be

him. That

smug,

insufferable man had been circling Izzy for weeks now, finding every excuse to linger near her.

The car cto a smooth stop outside Izzy's office. Calen stepped out without waiting for the adjusted his coat

and strode toward the building, his jaw set and his heart pounding.

driver to open the door. He

He would find her. And when he did, he would ensure Liam Horvath was permanently cut from her life.

But before he could take another step, he immediately saw who he was looking for. Izzy and Liam walked out of

the building together, their laughter breaking the stillness of the evening. Calen froze, his fists clenching at his

sides as his sharp eyes narrowed on them.

He had suspected Liam all along. This wasn’t a coincidence. Liam had orchestrated everything. The endless pile

of documents Calen had been forced to review today, the sudden demands from the U.S. team for an impromptu

meeting- why had it all fallen on Izzy's birthday? It wasn’t hard to connect the dots, Liam had planned this,

pulling strings to distract him while/monopolizing her time.

Calen’s jaw tightened, fury simmering just below the surface. So this is how Liam wanted to play it. He knew that

Liam was scheming but he never thought that he would actually do this kind of dirty trick against Calen!

“Izzy!” he called her.

Just as he expected, Izzy stopped and turned toward him.

“Mr. Weiss...” Izzy said. The respectful tone in her voice made him even more irritated.

Calen clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his hands standing out as he forced himself to smile. He stepped

closer, holding the velvet box in plain view. “Izzy,” he said, “I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday and give

you this.”

Izzy's eyes flicked to the box. Her brows lifted slightly, but her expression remained neutral. “Thank you for the

greeting, Mr. Weiss,” she said, inclining her head politely. “But | can’t accept your gift. It would be

unprofessional.”

The smile on Calen’s face faltered for a split second before returning, strained and brittle. His grip on the box

tightened. “Unprofessional?” he asked, stepping closer. “How is it unprofessional? I'm still your friend, aren't 17”

Izzy glanced at Liam, then back at Calen. A faint smile curled her lips as she shook her head. “No, it’s not about

friendship. It’s disrespectful. Considering... | now have a boyfriend.”

She turned slightly and looped her arm through Liam's, her fingers resting lightly on his sleeve. “I'd appreciate it

if you stopped disrespecting my man in front of me,” she added, looking at Calen with an almost innocent

expression.

Calen’s jaw clenched so hard it was a wonder he didn’t crack a tooth. His chest rose and fell with measured

breaths as he struggled to keep his composure. He glanced at Liam, who stood there with a calm but confident

demeanor, his hand resting possessively on Izzy's lower back.

The velvet box in Calen’s hand trembled slightly before he abruptly pulled it back, his fingers wrapping around it

like a vice. He knew that Izzy had always been petty, but he never thought that she would resort to using other

people to infuriate him. His lips thinned as he observed her reaction. Without another word, he straightened his

coat. So this is how Izzy wanted to play it.

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“I didn’t mean to make it seem like | am disrespecting your man” He looked at Liam. “I only thought giving you

something is appropriate, considering we have spent the last three years of ur lives together. We have been

through a lot in the past. It is merely something to show my appreciation.”

“Is that so?” Izzy smiled.

“Anyway...” Calen said, glancing at Izzy. “My girlfriend helped pick the gift. | figured it'd be smart to get her

input, you know, to make sure it was right for the occasion.” He watched Izzy closely, and sure enough, a flicker

of something unreadable crossed her eyes. Calen fought the urge to smirk.

He couldn’t wait to see how long Izzy would keep up the act of having moved on when her jealousy was so

obvious!

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