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

surprised-was Victoria following

one in McNeil's friend group knew about his secret marriage to Victoria. As far as everyone else was concerned, Violet was his legitimate girlfriend, 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, would never let her off the

Gwyneth was right there. Violet's heart

a split second. Victoria had already known he 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

what's up?" Isaac and Marcus noticed him

head, forcing himself to move on. "Nothing.

in tow, McNeil clenched his fists, then relaxed them as

over to meet

and tugged on

lips. "Shh, Gwyn. That's

in the car.

she once shared with McNeil. When Curtis had asked where she lived, she'd answered

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

they helped the tipsy Victoria upstairs to her