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

she was likely the true center of attention. "Wow, Ms. Turner, this dress is just..." Yasmine breathed,

a courier and send it

the dress was entirely too

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

never liked being in the spotlight, and with her marriage to McNeil in such an awkward state, any

in that

She was certain Ms. Turner would be

back, Victoria called

is nothing. Trust me, this isn't the

got the message. Tomorrow's "welcome reception" was just a front-what she was really being drawn into was another

to keep the

the office, Victoria sensed something was off. There

and Ailie hadn't even reached the elevator when a crowd swept past,

us

and already

would suffice for a

-unbelievable," Ailie muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes. She was the only senior manager who hadn't shown up to greet

"I'm sorry to