Villian Retirement の小説・ストーリー

“Duh, he won’t. As long as we don’t get further orders from Marcellus we’re not supposed to take any action. So, right now be patient.” I wish I had come a little sooner to know about their plan but at least I can warn Zack. THIS IS WHY I HATE MAFIA!!! I swallow hard and as I sigh, the door opens in an instant making me flinch. A tall bald guy, wearing a suit stares at me in disbelief. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. I manage a fake smile. “I…,” I breathe. “I’m sorry, I’m just… searching for my ring,” I swallow as I walk away quickly.

Vivian replied thoughtfully. "The worst part about getting old is that the younger generation is always hoping for us half-dead folks to hurry up and die, to get out of their way," Mr. Wilson laughed self-mockingly. Vivian burst out laughing. "Grandfather, how could you say that? I wish you a long and healthy life." Mr. Wilson patted her hand. "You've suffered these past few days in detention. Wilson is still your Wilson. Go back tomorrow. Zachary gambled everything by destroying our three-way partnership. Now all of Vista International's orders are in our hands."

Lilian decided to move to the countryside temporarily. She had contacted a real estate agent to help her sell the villa given by Andy. All the company affairs that she had managed had been taken over and the company was closed because it was considered not to have generated any profit since it was first established. That was in accordance with Jerome Grand's ultimatum. Shame, sadness, disappointment, anger, and heartache made Lilian not dare to interact with anyone, except the lawyer who represented her to handle all matters related to her divorce and assets.

Killian paused, his hand tightening subtly against my waist, pulling me firmly against his side. "The only crime committed," Killian continued, each word sharp as a guillotine, "was committed by Julian Vance himself. On the night of May twenty-fourth, Mr. Vance entered into a private, transactional agreement. He liquidated his marriage to satisfy a fifty-million-dollar corporate default. He used his own wife as human collateral." A collective gasp rippled through the press corps. The shutters of the cameras began firing at a manic, deafening speed. "That is a lie! She's unstable!"

Lillian didn’t wait to return home to start her campaign against her soon-to-be ex-stepdaughter. How dare she make her life more difficult until Marina was supposed to submit to Galen while Conner should have married Gabriella? Lillian would marry Joseph. Lillian would have access to all the money and destroy the dead word. Or exes she’d gain over the last fifteen years. She seeks revenge on them for their laziness and lack of financial success. Lillian only requested that they maintain her desired lifestyle without her having to do anything. She wouldn’t accept a man retiring to live off his investments. That screamed door as he leeched of his savings. She didn’t want a man who didn’t sacri

No justification that would undo what had already happened. Dominic held her gaze for a few seconds longer. Then he leaned back again. The decision was already made. “You’re done, Vivian.” The words were simple. Final. Vivian blinked, as if she hadn’t heard him correctly. “Sir—” “You’re terminated. Effective immediately.” Panic surged through her. “No—please, you don’t understand,” she said quickly, standing up. “I can fix this. I’ll talk to them, I’ll make sure the photos are taken down, I’ll—”

“Then we graduated, went our separate ways… and somehow ended up reunited as hospital roommates.” She smiled faintly. “Remember when you said we should move into the same retirement community when we got old? Looks like we might achieve that dream early.” “What nonsense are you talking about?” Vivian scoffed immediately. “I’m still young, thank you very much. It’s just a leg injury.” She flipped her hair arrogantly. “Once I recover, there’ll be gorgeous men lining up for me in Kingsley. Why would I waste my time retiring with you?” Navia snorted.

Sergio smiled and nodded. “That is correct. Knowing that Miss Vanderbilt had returned to Vaenna Jewelry, I was hoping for a chance to collaborate, with you, specifically.” Willow sneered mockingly. Sergio Baldwin was 49 years old and turning 50. The son he had with his ex-wife had only just turned 18. Rumour had it that he never learned to keep it in his pants and had one too many women on the side. Eventually, his ex-wife had snapped and asked for a divorce.

If it wasn’t his bankruptcy that knocked him back into reality, I think he would have lost it. Johnny Vanderbilt exiled Damian. All the capital flow cut, all resources frozen, and his home, gone. So when Damian stopped caring about the law firm, it soon went out of business. “No, that wasn’t my plan, but you know that he probably knows about it already,” I sigh. I don’t know what happened between him and Lilith, but that man loves Lilith. That much I’m sure. Scar curves her lips, smirking at me coldly. “What?”

Too bad, there were no ‘ifs’ in this world. ‘Hence, we should get rid of what does not belong to us.’ “Nonsense!” Lydia’s expression instantly changed. She slammed on the table and stood up. “Calm down. You can check the news if you don’t believe me.” Victoria chuckled. She was amused by how agitated Lydia was. “This happened a while ago. Jasper announced his retirement from Miller Corporation. He even sold all his personal property to be with Summer.” Lydia turned on her phone in disbelief. Her hands slowly started quivering.