The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 20

Victoria might have ignored her own calls out of anger, but she could hardly avoid picking up when Violet rang.

When Gwyneth finally heard her father say that her mom was all right, the worry that had weighed on her heart for days at last lifted; she calmed down, and the tears that had come so easily no longer threatened to spill at every little thing.

Her sadness had lingered until Mr. McNeil told her that Victoria wasn't dead. The truth was, she cared about her mom more than she wanted to admit. But as soon as McNeil suggested she call Victoria, her mood soured again.

Dad had been home with Violet, everything was fine, and then, early this morning, he'd left. Violet told her the police called and said Mom was dead, which could only mean one thing-

Mom was up to her old tricks, trying to lure Dad back.

Gwyneth didn't agree to call right away. Instead, she asked sullenly, "Dad, are you at home now?"

"No, I'm not."

Mom was definitely hiding somewhere. Otherwise, why would Dad ask her to call Mom

this was just some test to see if Dad

do whatever she wanted. She could eat when she liked, sleep when she pleased, and spend all day playing games. Being late for school-or even skipping altogether-wasn't

would probably make her go

night, I'll be scared to death. Oh no, my smartwatch is running out of battery. Gotta

"Gwyn-"

McNeil could finish, her watch had already

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Evermore City

I don't care where you've run off to. I'm giving

found in her car, and the police had even released her ID number to the press. If they kept digging, sooner or later the whole world would know about her marriage

McNeil and Violet were practically engaged. You were the one who agreed to keep your marriage a secret after the wedding. Now you've stirred up this mess-are you trying

Madonna's tone was slow and measured, with an air of superiority that brooked no argument-each word deliberate,