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.

preparation to make sure Violet 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

a plan. What a

was diagnosed with stomach cancer three months ago.

Victoria's breath caught.

That's what

a family-they even got sick the

struck ten, its chimes

the living room fireplace, but Victoria sat wide awake on the couch, staring into

opened, bringing a rush of icy air

in. McNeil

the amusement

midnight fireworks. It's Christmas, and because

That's right. It

out to brush the snowflakes from her daughter's coat. Gwyneth turned away with a scowl, refusing to look

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

mean, Mom. You won't even leave a sick woman alone. You followed us, and now Ms. Marchand is upset. Dad's mad, too,

big

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