The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 43

Victoria's eyes went cold in an instant, her tone turning frosty.

"Mr. Garcia, I have plans tonight. I won't be joining you."

Curtis had been genuinely inviting Victoria; from the moment he first saw her, he'd felt an inexplicable fondness.

"All right, that was presumptuous of me. Ms. Turner, you're welcome to start work whenever you like."

Victoria gave Ailie a brief nod before leaving, her demeanor distant and unreadable.

At lunchtime, she returned to the Simms residence. When she walked in, Yulia came out to greet her personally.

"Welcome home, Ms. Miller. You've been away for a couple of days-Mr. Miller was worried, asked about you several times."

Yulia was dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, her hair swept into an elegant chignon. With delicate features and a curvy, graceful figure, she was exactly the type to catch a middle-aged man's eye at first glance.

"You seem to know my father quite well, don't you?"

in Victoria's words. Yulia's face flickered with

housekeeper, but also Mr. Miller's

out, Victoria handed her coat to her

this was typical behavior of a spoiled heiress. She sneered inwardly-what

once, Simms made it home for lunch. The kitchen had gone all out, preparing a lavish

She never ate things like caviar or shellfish—she was allergic. She remembered that Simms didn't much care for

took her seat at the table. Yulia, as

his coat, and draped it neatly over her arm-her movements

sounded unusually cheerful, even taking the

gave him a cool, cursory nod and turned her attention to the meal.

call Yulia by name, Victoria couldn't help but

She'll be looking after you while you're at home. If you need anything, just let

eager she was to make herself at home. Simms directed Yulia to sit across from Victoria and join

until Yulia had picked up her fork before speaking,

here, so maybe you don't know