The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 34

It was never like this with Violet. Whenever Gwyneth wanted something, all she had to do was tell Violet, who would either ask Daddy for it or simply buy it for her herself.

But here with Mommy, there were too many rules. Gwyneth just wanted to have

fun.

She clutched her phone, thinking Victoria hadn't noticed, and slipped away to a quiet corner to whisper with McNeil.

"Daddy, are you still at Violet's place?"

Hearing his daughter's voice, McNeil's irritation with Victoria softened a little. He answered gently, "Yes, I am."

"Can I come over too?"

But McNeil didn't agree. "Violet's not feeling well. You should stay home with your mom. I'll come back once I've made sure Violet is settled."

Gwyneth pouted, unhappy about being left out. McNeil hurriedly reminded her to listen to Victoria at home and then ended the call.

did Daddy say?" Victoria noticed that her daughter's face had scrunched

supposed to go to preschool

let her finish before hanging up. Clearly, her plan had failed. Victoria frowned slightly. "You haven't been going to

that she'd just been staying with

I've had a month off. Can

idea of going to school filled her with dread-playing was so much more

enough to go to class. You need

someone else in the family could

she knew what

"Oh."

to her room, her spirits low. Victoria understood her disappointment, but as a mother, she couldn't let Gwyneth get her way every time. If a child

to last generations, their children's education couldn't just

room and slammed the

outside for a

Gwyneth, upset, refused