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?"

flickered with a hint of panic, but she

only your housekeeper, but also Mr. Miller's

her composure. When Yasmine came out, Victoria handed her

a spoiled heiress.

gone all out, preparing a

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

her seat at

his briefcase, helped him out of his coat, and draped it neatly over her arm-her movements practiced

sounded unusually cheerful, even taking the initiative to greet

and turned her attention to

him call Yulia by name, Victoria couldn't help

newest staff member. She'll be looking after you while you're at home.

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

Yulia had picked up her fork before speaking, her tone casual

new here, so maybe you