The Billionaire’s Wife is an Assassin

Note From Author: Places, events and everything in general is fictional so please don’t take it seriously.

The way home was made in silence as both Scarlett and Damien’s mood were down, each with their own thoughts.

Damien stopped the car in the Villa as Scarlett dazedly led Dillan and Delanie inside.

What she wanted to do most now is to go to her room and scream out on her bed, How could there be such a coincidence.

Why must it be Monday

“Mom are you ok,?” Dillan asked as Scarlett looked down at him to see Dillan looking at her with his puppy eyes.

“I’m fine” She rubbed his head lightly and made her way inside.

“Madame, Master, Young Master, Young Miss” Madame Beatrice stepped out and greeted.

“I will take Dillan and Delanie to go and change clothes and then bring them out for lunch” Madame Beatrice smiled lovingly at Dillan and Delanie.

“Alright, I will do same” She muttered absentmindedly and made her way up.

Damien looked at her back and frowned, he didn’t know what kind of call she received that made her mood like this.

He didn’t ask and made his way up walking past Scarlett who didn’t even notice that she was being stared at.

Scarlett made her way to the by unfamiliar room but familiar furnishing.

She didn’t know how they knew her preferences but it’s ok at least he put to alot effort.

“How could this happen!” She muttered inwardly bouncing her legs.

Thinking of something, she picked up her phone to book an appointment with Lisa later.

Just after she finished sending the message she heard a knock on the door.

“Who could that be?” She muttered abd made her way to the door.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Madame” Uncle Ben called after she opened the door.

“Is there something?” She asked unsure of his visit.

“No nothing serious” Although Uncle Ben trued to act as Natural as possible but Scarlett could feel the uneasiness.

“Do you want to come in?” She raised her brows slightly.

“No need, I just wanted to ask about the preferences of Young Master and Young Miss” He rubbed his forehead as he spoke.

“Oh, They literally likes the same thing and hates the same thing. They hate Ginger and Egg white.

They so much like Pasta, They dislike carrots and they like…” Scarlett kept listening out until she completed.

“Huh? They taste with that of Master seems similar” Uncle Ben muttered.

“Is that so? They didn’t take my taste so I assume it’s that of that person. Anyway people usually have the same likes and dislikes” She replied not thinking much about it.

“Then I will leave Thank you so much Madame” Uncle Ben smiled slightly as Scarlett also smiled back.

“About Master…” He suddenly spoke up again.

“What about him?”

“I hope you don’t dislike him for what he did. He has Always grown up in an unsafe home full of calculations and he matured faster than his mates.

I know you got married to him unwillingly but I know he did that because he saw the difference in you” Uncle Ben paused and sighed.

“Everyone wants him to get married because of one reason or the other. Everyone had their own motive against him. That is to either push him down or betray him, he choose you because he saw the difference. I hope you bear with him.

He may seem ruthless and cold but he will try his best to be a qualified father and Husband”

After Speaking Uncle Ben bowed and left.

Scarlett stood there in a daze and didn’t know what to think.

‘He saw the difference in me, obviously I also agreed for a reason” She muttered inwardly and threw all messy thoughts out of her head.

Her phone vibrated as she picked it up and looked at the text message that was sent.

“I’m coming back”

Seeing this text Scarlett sneered.

“You still know to come back after more than five years” She rolled her eyes and threw the phone aside without bothering to reply.

She changed into a casual wear and left the room to go down for lunch.

In an Office in Russian,

A man who looked really handsome with a blonde short hair looked at his phone with a slight smile before putting it back into his pocket.

“You will be going back soon” His Boss asked him.

“Yes, I’m done with my mission here and I will talk to my Master about your help.” The Blonde hair assured him.

“Good! You know about the Russian’s next plan?” His Boss asked.

“Yes.”

“I heard from your Master that their best Assassin is taking on the case. He seemed so much confident that he will succeed.” The Boos smirked.

“If he doesn’t succeed?” Blonde hair asked.

“He will be captured by Damien Malcolm and the secret will be exposed. Naturally The Puppet Vice President is sent there to die so of course he must die.

Kill him, keep the secret, Then Blame Damien Malcolm for it and boom! Three beds has been killed with one stone!” After speaking he placed the cigarettes in his mouth.

While The young man looked dazed and a little worried.

For a while, he wanted to pick up his phone but stopped.

‘She won’t listen to me even if I tell her” He thought and didn’t bother to call again as he put away the phone.

“After so many years and you finally decided to go back to your home country, are you missing anybody” His Master glanced at him lightly and asked.

“Maybe, I’ve not seen her for so long and I don’t even know what she looks like now or how she is doing” His eyes were soft and calm when he talked about the person in his heart.

“Did you let her know how you feel before you left?” His Boss asked

“No. We were good friends and I was afraid to damage that”

“Girls move on faster then you know, Maybe she already has someone dear to her heart” His Boss sighed at him thinking of how stupid he is now