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.

then, the place was deserted. There was no

until Victoria

and asked for the security footage. On the screen, he watched in horror as Gwyneth was nearly caught in a stampede

Victoria who had taken Gwyneth. Without hesitation,

back to her own

Violet. From the way her daughter acted, Victoria could tell Gwyneth preferred being around Violet. If she forced Gwyneth to stay with

alone understood her

can you call Daddy?" Gwyneth asked, her small voice shaky. The ordeal had rattled her, and once she realized she was home, her nose began to

want to be here with her mom-she wanted to see

came through. Victoria saw his name flash on the

answered, bringing the

"Do you

clenched. She'd called him, sent messages-he hadn't

who knows what might have

messages

Victoria said, handing the phone to her daughter

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