Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife (Izzy) novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76 

Calen downed another glass of champagne, his gaze fixed on Izzy as she moved through the crowd. She looked poised and confident, speaking with businessmen who seemed genuinely interested in her words. He scowled, gripping the stem of his glass tighter. 

In the past, Izzy would have been at his side, following him, supporting him. But now, it felt as though she had turned the tables on him entirely. Here he was, sitting in the corner, alone. 

He reached for another glass from a passing waiter and took a long sip. Wasn’t it just one betrayal? he thought bitterly. In the past, he’d been discreet with his flings–models and other women who didn’t matter. But Monica–Monica had been a mistake. The one mistake Izzy had found out about. 

It was only one woman, he thought. Only Monica. 

The more he drank, the more irritated he became. He convinced himself that Izzy was doing this on purpose–ignoring him, thriving without him–just to punish him. 

Lost in his thoughts, he heard a voice behind him. 

“It looks like you’re drinking something bitter, Mr. Weiss. Maybe you should throw that drink away.” 

Calen turned, raising an eyebrow. Standing behind him was Pamella Johnson, her lips curled into a knowing smile. 

“What do you want, Miss Johnson?” Calen asked, leaning back slightly. 

Pamella stepped closer. “Is this how you treat a woman you’ve been with?” she asked, crossing her arms. 

Calen’s jaw tightened. “Shut up, Pamella. Did you honestly think I’d roll out the red carpet for you? Do yourself a favor and stay the hell out of my way.” 

you do to me, Mr. Weiss?“/ 

Calen didn’t answer immediately, his grip on the glass tightening. Pamella’s smirk only widened as she watched him struggle to contain his anger. 

Pamella let out a laugh, leaning in just enough to make him uncomfortable. “Or what? What will 

Then Miss Johnson straightened her back. “Are you going to tell Miss Rossi about it? Oh, wait!” She widened her eyes as if she’d just realized something important. “She doesn’t know…” 

“Pam…” Calen gritted his teeth. “What do you want?” he hissed. 

“Nothing, really. I mean…” She looked at Calen. “I didn’t come here to mock you. I came to help.” 

“Help?” 

“Isabella Rossi is playing hard to get, that much is obvious.” 

Hard to get? Calen frowned. Was it really that obvious? 

“In the past, it was clear that she adored you. Unlike everyone else, I knew that she made those reports, those proposals.She made the transactions and closed the deals, yet the one basking in the limelight was you…” 

“You-” Calen’s face darkened. 

“Oh, please. There’s no need to worry about these things. I can assure you that most businessmen in the industry don’tknow that. Let’s just say…I paid attention to you because I quite like you” Miss Johnson said. “So, how about help you get her back?” 

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Chapter 76 

“What?” Calen’s frown deepened, but he couldn’t deny that Miss Johnson had piqued his interest. “What are you talking about?” He studied her for a moment, taking in her composed demeanor. She reached out, taking a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and handing it to him with a confident smile. 

“Well,” Miss Johnson said, meeting his gaze. “Are you willing to hear me out?” 

Calen hesitated before accepting the glass. “Speak.” 

Miss Johnson smiled and took a small sip from her own glass. “Its simple. You and I pretend to be a couple.” 

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Calen raised an eyebrow. “And what’s your angle? Surely, you’re not offering to help me because of what happened between us in the past.” 

Miss Johnson chuckled, setting her glass down on a nearby table “Of course not. I’m practical, Calen. I don’t dwell on the past. My reasons are straightforward–I can’t stand Isabella Rossi She straightened, brushing a nonexistent speck from her dress. “She acts so above everyone else, so perfect and untouchable. It’s hypocritical, don’t you think?” 

Calen said nothing, letting her continue. 

“And,” she added, folding her arms, “I need someone to introduce to my parents and grandfather. They’re pressuring me to marry, and I can’t have just anyone on my arm. You’re from a good family, wealthy, well–connected. They wouldn’t question our relationship.” 

Calen’s frown deepened. “You think I need you? I can get Izzy back on my own.” 

Miss Johnson smirked. “You could try, but you’ll fail. You know why? Because Isabella Rossi is stubborn. She might still love you, but right now, she’s consumed with hatred for you. That’s not something you can overcome by just showing up and apologizing.” 

Calen’s grip on his champagne glass tightened. “And you think pretending to be with you will change that?” 

“Yes,” Miss Johnson said confidently. “You need to make her jealous. Show her that her cousin–the woman you cheated with -isn’t important to you. Make it clear that she’s just someone you can toss aside. Isabella needs to see that you’re still desirable, that you’re still someone worth fighting for. And nothing gets under a woman’s skin like seeing her rival with someone she can’t stand.” 

How the hell did she know about Monica? However, this isn’t the time to dwell on those things. Calen’s expression wavered slightly. He hated to admit it, but there was some logic to her words. 

Miss Johnson leaned closer. “Think about it. You want her back, don’t you? This is how you do it. Let me help you. Together, we’ll make sure Isabella realizes that no one can take your place in her life.” 

Calen didn’t respond immediately. Finally, he took another sip of champagne, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Miss Johnson. “And what makes you so sure this will work?” 

Miss Johnson’s smile widened. “Because I know women like her, Calen. Trust me. She won’t be able to resist.” 

“So let me get this straight…” he said. “You and I are going to pretend to be together to make her jealous, and so you can introduce a man to your parents and get them off your back?“, 

“Not just that…” Miss Johnson said. “I will help you become the head of this project.” 

Calen stared at Miss Johnson, his frown deepening. “You’re saying you can help me become the leader of the project? How exactly do you plan to do that?”