The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Daddy, did Mommy follow us?"

Violet's voice was soft and almost a whisper. "Let me go talk to Victoria. I'm sure she just misunderstood."

On the phone, Victoria's reply was chilly, almost inhuman.

"That won't be necessary. There's no misunderstanding."

She slowly set down her phone and fixed her gaze on Yasmine in the driver's seat. "Drive."

When they returned to the house, Yasmine walked beside Victoria, quietly giving her a report.

"Ms. Marchand dated your husband for years. The two of them were so close, everyone thought they'd get married. But Ms. Marchand can't have children, so Mr. Langford's grandfather refused to approve the marriage. That's why—"

Yasmine trailed off, but Victoria smiled faintly.

"That's why he married me."

One daughter wasn't enough for the Langford family. Just last month, McNeil's father made it clear he expected a second child.

Another child?

Ha.

could take her place in the family? This way, the next Mrs. Langford wouldn't even have to endure pregnancy -she'd simply inherit a husband, a son, and

a plan. What

good news is, Violet was diagnosed with stomach cancer three months

Victoria's breath caught.

what McNeil's

family-they even got

The grandfather clock struck ten, its chimes echoing through the

living room fireplace, but Victoria sat

opened, bringing a rush of icy

in. McNeil was nowhere to be

up at the amusement park

and Violet promised to take me to see the midnight fireworks. It's Christmas, and because of you, Dad sent me

That's right. It was Christmas-her

Gwyneth, reaching out to brush the snowflakes

to me—she buys me everything I like and eats wherever I want. Of course I want to

followed us, and now

her big eyes brimming

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