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.

reception? Wasn't it a bit

would be there she was likely the true center of

and send it

her head, feeling the dress

she was attending a major gala, wearing something

to McNeil in such an awkward state, any public exposure could risk

interested in that kind of

She was certain Ms. Turner would be

it back,

even that dramatic—a little glitz is nothing. Trust me, this isn't the flashiest thing you'll see tomorrow night," Curtis reassured her, reading her

she was really being drawn into was another high-society

decided to keep

the office, Victoria sensed something was off. There

reached the elevator when a crowd swept past,

Ms. Marchand. Mr. Garcia asked us to show

days, and already met

a deputy manager in venture capital. Normally, one executive would suffice for a tour,

Garcia doesn't get this kind of welcome. All this for the boss's girlfriend -unbelievable," Ailie muttered under her breath, rolling her

"I'm sorry to