The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 37

She'd heard of Quantum Core Technologies.

The message above told her to come in for an interview at 9 a.m. tomorrow.

It was the only company that had offered her a chance.

Victoria studied the address carefully, committing it to memory.

The afternoon slipped by in a blur, and soon it was five o'clock-time for Gwyneth to finish school. Victoria went to pick her up.

"We're having dinner at Great-Grandpa's place tonight," she told her daughter, noting the little frown on her face.

"Is Daddy coming too?" Gwyneth asked, and Victoria gently smoothed her hair, just as she always did.

"Of course."

Gwyneth almost asked if Violet would be there as well, but knowing her mom would be present, she doubted Violet would show up. Besides, Violet was still sick, so she kept quiet.

Victoria brought Gwyneth home. When Gwyneth asked to watch TV, Victoria put her foot down at once.

"Homework first. Besides, your dad will be here any minute."

were met with dramatic dismay-Gwyneth's eyes filled with tears as

first? Violet never has to do this," she

so, Gwyneth had always been raised by Victoria. No matter how much

McNeil got home, Victoria was helping Gwyneth with

of mother and daughter together in the study was a picture of

stood in the doorway for a moment, watching them, until Xenia, the housekeeper, called out,

both turned. Gwyneth immediately dropped her pen and dashed over, throwing her arms

leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Can we go to Great-Grandpa's now? Mommy made me do homework for ages— my

her nose, his

Let's

the lingering hurt in Gwyneth's eyes. McNeil looked over at

late. Let's head

"You go ahead with Gwyn. I'll drive

the beginning;

the chauffeur to take Gwyneth. He lingered, his gaze disapproving as he looked at

Why

swinging wildly lately, and it wore on

it," she shot back, her eyes devoid of their