The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

The car sped down the road for quite a while before McNeil finally realized

something was wrong.

"Wait-where's Gwyn?" he blurted out.

Violet had noticed Gwyneth's absence much earlier, but she hadn't said a word to McNeil.

His face fell. The chaos back there had thrown him off; all he'd cared about was getting Violet out safely. He hadn't even thought about Gwyneth.

"What if she's still at the restaurant? Oh God, this is all my fault. If it weren't for me, Gwyneth wouldn't be missing," Violet sobbed, her hands trembling as tears streamed down her face.

McNeil frowned, worry etched between his brows. "Have the driver take you home. I'll go look for Gwyn."

"I should come too. She got lost because of me..." Violet's voice broke, guilt twisting her words.

"This isn't your fault," McNeil said quietly, his tone flat but not unkind.

and raced back to the restaurant. By then, the place was deserted. There was no

until Victoria

On the screen, he watched in horror as Gwyneth was nearly caught

frame froze: it was Victoria who had taken Gwyneth. Without hesitation,

McNeil's estate. She'd considered taking Gwyneth back to her own father's place, but after a moment's hesitation, she'd

Gwyneth preferred being

understood

small voice shaky. The ordeal had rattled her, and once she realized

be here with

through. Victoria saw his name flash on

bringing the

tight with worry. "Do

called him, sent messages-he hadn't

who knows what

since she'd seen Violet's messages on his phone, she'd lost the will. No

Victoria said, handing the phone to

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