The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

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.

Mrs. Langford wouldn't even have to endure pregnancy -she'd simply inherit a husband,

a plan. What a

"The good news is, Violet was diagnosed with stomach cancer three

Victoria's breath caught.

That's what McNeil's grandfather

a family-they even got sick

deepened. The grandfather clock struck ten, its chimes

living room fireplace, but Victoria sat wide awake

bringing a rush of icy air from

in. McNeil

at the amusement park today?" Gwyneth's cheeks were

see the midnight fireworks. It's Christmas, and because of

heart clenched. That's right.

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

That's why we're spending time with her. She's so nice to me—she buys me everything I like and eats wherever I want. Of course I want to

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

her big eyes