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?"

face flickered with a hint

housekeeper, but also Mr.

replied smoothly, regaining her composure. When Yasmine came out, Victoria handed her coat to her and didn't

behavior of a spoiled heiress. She sneered inwardly-what a fool-and followed them

kitchen had gone all out, preparing a lavish spread that covered the entire

much care for these delicacies either. A faint, mocking smile tugged at her lips. No need to guess who these dishes were for-clearly, they

and Victoria calmly took her seat at the table.

him out of his coat, and

even taking the initiative to greet

turned her attention to the meal. "Yulia, come over

Yulia by name,

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

eager she was to make herself at home. Simms directed Yulia

fork before speaking, her tone casual but her gaze

maybe you