The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 32

Violet's cheeks flushed a faint pink, making her look a little shy.

"Can I help you?" she asked quietly.

With that, she'd basically admitted who she was. The group of young men in front of her nearly lost their minds with excitement. One of them immediately tore off his sports jacket and, grabbing a pen from a nearby waiter, thrust it toward Violet. "You really are Violet Marchand! I can't believe my luck, running into you here. Could I could I get your autograph?"

Having Violet's signature on his jacket was something he'd be able to brag about

for years.

Violet glanced over at McNeil, her eyes silently asking for his opinion.

He gave her a subtle nod.

So Violet quickly scrawled a string of English letters "Vivian"-across the boy's jacket.

The moment she finished, the boy just stared at the name, dumbfounded.

"You're... Vivian?" he stammered.

Vivian—the brilliant mechanical engineer with a mysterious identity, known only by her code name, never seen in public-was actually Violet.

Vivian is Violet!!!

all made sense

"Oh my god..."

the group realized she was Vivian, they surged forward, nearly jostling each other in their eagerness to get

composure, smiling patiently as she signed for each

now. This is private

was growing thicker by the minute, and Gwyneth had been

order, worried that someone might get hurt in the chaos. Then he pulled

Victoria watched the commotion below with a cool, detached gaze. The boys chanting "Vivian!" as if they were running on pure adrenaline made her lips curve in

half an hour talking with Johnny, and they'd reached an agreement about her marriage

blocked her path gently. "Let's take the staff exit," he suggested. "No idea what's

nodded lightly.

suddenly heard Gwyneth's

the crowd to reach Gwyneth, and scooped her up into her arms just before

both mother

was doing everything he could to keep the fans at bay, his bodyguards forming a barrier as

"Mommy..."

spotted Victoria, her eyes

her dad carrying Violet away, and she'd shouted for them, but they

herself surrounded by nothing

I was so scared... sob..." she

stroking the back of her head, her