The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 38

Gwyneth couldn't help but worry, her mind spiraling toward the worst-Mom was probably fighting with Dad again, all because of Violet.

But Dad was already back. Weren't they supposed to head over to Grandpa's place now?

Right now, Gwyneth was actually a little annoyed with her mom and secretly wished she wouldn't have to see her at all.

She knew that as soon as Mom came home, Dad would follow, and any plans to visit Violet would be off the table.

"They're here," someone said.

McNeil gripped Victoria's hand tightly, making it clear he had no intention of letting go.

"Get in the car. Don't give the kids a reason to laugh at us," he said under his breath.

Victoria had no choice but to follow him into the car.

Gwyneth watched as her parents walked over, hand in hand, and only then did she climb back into the car herself.

out the moment McNeil got in the back seat, immediately scrambling between her parents

then did McNeil finally let go of

form, Gwyneth became a little chatterbox, her words tumbling out non- stop as the car pulled

caught her daughter about to bring up Violet again, and

suspected, Gwyneth would

ridiculous would it sound if anyone heard about this? After all these years raising her daughter, the girl only

mother, Victoria felt like she'd failed—and the worst part was, she had

drive from McNeil's place.

the screen and saw a message from a number that seemed

send in that job application?

Ailie?

typed back immediately: "Yes,

thought I must be dreaming! The name, the school, the major—all matched up, but I was scared to ask in case I got it wrong." Ailie had been her

college, Victoria and Ailie had gotten along well, but after Victoria left for overseas, things changed. Her mother had wanted her to study music and art, but Victoria

years, she'd thrown herself into her studies and lost