The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 10

"Victoria, I hope you won't fight with Violet. That girl has already suffered too much for McNeil. And "

The old man paused, his voice heavy. "She saved McNeil's life. McNeil is the only heir of the Langford family. By saving him, she saved all of us. That's a debt we can't ignore."

Thorpe's words were earnest, almost pleading. "You've always been a sensible girl, and you love McNeil. Please, help Violet. Whatever you want-if it's within my power, I promise I'll make it happen."

Victoria felt numb, the pain inside her so intense it had dulled everything else.

Violet saved McNeil's life. But hadn't she-Victoria-done the same? Hadn't she risked everything for him too?

"Five years ago, when McNeil had just taken over Langford Group, he worked himself to the bone trying to earn the board's approval. He was flying back and forth, across the country and overseas, thirteen times in a single week. For a twenty-million-dollar contract, he'd go days without food or sleep, camped outside a client's office for three straight days.

He worked himself so hard, he collapsed and coughed up blood-fell into a coma for a week. The hospital ran out of blood. To save him, I donated so much I nearly died on the operating table. I saved his life too."

Her tone was calm, almost indifferent, but every word landed with the weight of truth. She turned her gaze to the window, her heart as cold as a winter's night.

The old man listened closely, the corners of his eyes misting over.

an elder, he knew all too well how deeply Victoria cared for his grandson. That was why

But-

Years ago, he'd learned Violet couldn't have children,

condition McNeil set for marrying Victoria was that he'd be allowed to care

to agree. He felt responsible

the Langford family, he'd sacrificed McNeil and Violet's love, giving Violet a second chance at life as his own act

couldn't bear to hurt McNeil again—so now, he

McNeil,"

remorse.

me what you want. As long as I

his mind, there

quietly, listening. She looked almost

I want fifty percent

steady, unwavering. Years ago, McNeil's company had been worth less than ten million. She'd been the one

percent she was still asking