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.

to the restaurant. By then, the place was deserted. There was

until Victoria

the screen, he watched in horror as Gwyneth

Victoria who had taken Gwyneth. Without hesitation,

taking Gwyneth back to her own father's place, but after a moment's

had grown closer and closer to Violet. From the way her daughter acted, Victoria could tell Gwyneth preferred being around Violet. If she forced Gwyneth to stay with her, Victoria knew she'd only be met

understood her daughter's

Daddy?" Gwyneth asked, her small voice shaky. The ordeal had rattled her, and once she realized

didn't want to be here with her mom-she

then, McNeil's call came through. Victoria saw his name

she answered, bringing the

voice was tight with worry. "Do

She'd called him, sent

who knows what

she'd seen Violet's messages on his phone, she'd lost

to her daughter without bothering to respond to

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