The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 48

"Damn, Curtis, you've actually got a girl now? Come on, introduce us already!" Marcus teased, nudging him as they left the crowded bar.

Curtis just grinned. "It's not even official yet. Maybe another time."

Isaac watched Curtis's hurried retreat and smirked. "What do you think, should we follow him? I want to see what kind of angel could make Curtis finally fall for someone."

McNeil, trailing behind the group, didn't share their enthusiasm. "You guys go ahead. I'm taking Violet home-it's getting late."

Outside, the night air bit through their jackets, cold enough to make them quicken

their steps.

Victoria realized she'd left her purse inside and turned back to find it. Ailie waited outside for Curtis, alone.

As Victoria stepped out with her bag, she almost collided with McNeil, who had Violet and Gwyneth with him. Marcus and Isaac were close behind.

dead in his tracks, clearly not

just as surprised-was Victoria

free to stand beside him in the open. If word got out about Victoria, she'd instantly be painted as the other woman-a homewrecker. That kind of scandal wouldn't just be humiliating; McNeil's father, Mr. Thorpe,

Gwyneth was right there. Violet's heart pounded- what if Gwyneth called out

was here, so she just kept her cool and walked past them, her face unreadable. Gwyneth, on the other hand, was genuinely anxious. She thought her mom was there to take her home, so she

what's up?" Isaac and Marcus noticed him

forcing himself to move on. "Nothing.

tow, McNeil clenched his fists, then relaxed them as he strode out into the

her purse and headed over to meet Ailie. Curtis

Victoria get into Curtis's car and tugged on Violet's sleeve. "Daddy, Mommy just left with

That's not

the car.

the villa she once shared with McNeil. When Curtis had asked where she lived, she'd answered without thinking —and

blinked in shock. "Ma'am? Is that you? Oh my goodness, you've

and together they