The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 21

It was the first time Madonna had ever heard Victoria speak to her in that tone. Usually, in front of the Langfords, Victoria barely dared to breathe, let alone raise her voice. Now, Madonna was so furious she could hardly keep her hands steady. To make matters worse, a cacophony of noise erupted in her ear-she could barely make out Victoria's words over the din.

"What is that racket? I'm talking to you-where are you, at a construction site or something?"

It sounded like she was standing on the edge of a busy city intersection, engines roaring and horns blaring on all sides.

But Victoria didn't answer. She simply hung up.

She slipped her phone back into her pocket and turned to face Osborn Clark, whose excitement was practically vibrating off him.

"Is it fixed?" he blurted out, unable to contain himself.

Victoria stood tall in front of him, a glint of pride in her eyes. "See for yourself."

Osborn barely glanced at the car. "No need. How much do I owe you? I'll write a check right now."

Victoria just smiled, cool and collected. "It's on the house."

a million. Does that cover

to Victoria's shop, it was little more than a battered frame—his first F1 championship car, the one that had won him his initial trophy. Even after it had been wrecked, scorched, and nearly drowned, Osborn

post she'd made to her friends online. The moment he saw it, he'd rushed over, barely stopping to

But after just three seconds, she'd rattled off the Ferrari's model number and promised to have it fully restored within a

when he'd come by to check on

behind her. They stood shoulder to shoulder, faces shining with

waterfall. Clad in her slate-grey coveralls, she looked every bit

married now, yet unable to stop himself from asking the one question he

you ever thought about

Evermore City

Starry Nights Restaurant

had refused Osborn's offer of payment but eventually gave in and let him buy

were clearly visible, sitting across from each other

lot. Inside, McNeil sat in silence, his expression unreadable as he watched Victoria. It

and laughed with Osborn. That easy, relaxed smile on her face-he realized he'd never seen her look quite like that

out a bitter