The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 55

She hadn't paid attention to the international F1 circuit for six years now, and her team was still based out of Evermore City. If she wanted to meet Osborn's

demands, she'd have to do what she did last time-track down every single one of her old teammates and pull them together again.

Victoria sat at her desk, scrolling through recent F1 Grand Prix results online, when Yasmine knocked on the door.

"Ms. Turner, there's a package for you."

Victoria motioned for her to come in. Yasmine entered, balancing a large gift box in her arms.

"Go ahead, open it."

It had to be a gown from Curtis.

Yasmine carefully undid the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was an elegant strapless evening dress, its long train cascading in soft layers from the ankle down, spreading out like a waterfall.

Tiny crystals were sewn onto the fabric, so that with every movement, the dress shimmered as if draped in starlight—a galaxy spun across her shoulders.

Victoria thought it was a bit over the top. With her fair skin and striking features, she could steal the spotlight in even the plainest white dress.

a welcome reception? Wasn't it a bit

the true center of attention.

a courier and send it

shook her head, feeling the dress

attending a major gala, wearing something like this would attract far

and with her marriage to McNeil in

in that kind

She was certain Ms. Turner would be the star of

it back, Victoria

me, this isn't the flashiest thing you'll

"welcome reception" was just a front-what she was really being drawn into was another high-society gala, with Quantum Core

she decided to keep the

office, Victoria sensed something was off. There was

the elevator when a crowd swept past, escorting a woman

way, Ms. Marchand. Mr. Garcia asked us

two days, and already met

would suffice for a tour, but today nearly every company bigwig

this for the boss's girlfriend -unbelievable," Ailie muttered under her

"I'm sorry to