The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 59

After picking Gwyneth up from kindergarten, Victoria realized she couldn't put off talking to McNeil any longer.

If things kept going this way, their daughter would end up completely spoiled under his care.

Sliding into her car, Victoria called McNeil without hesitation.

At that moment, McNeil was still at Quantum Core Technologies, accompanying Violet. As the newly appointed assistant manager, Violet had insisted on holding a department meeting on her very first day. Even Ailie, the department manager, couldn't help but smirk at that.

Clearly, Violet came in ready to climb right over her. No surprise, considering she had some powerful backing.

Well, if Violet wanted to show off, Ailie wasn't about to back down.

She handed Violet a stack of proposals-documents she and Victoria had already discussed and that Curtis, the CEO, had signed off on.

Curtis happened to be present as well. If Violet wanted an audience, then fine-let everyone hear what she had to say.

Let's see what she could really do.

Violet didn't shy away. She skimmed through the proposals, quickly but thoroughly, then launched into a ten-minute presentation, speaking with clear confidence.

Even Ailie had to admit: Violet had some real skills.

But...

was before she'd ever seen

market analysis were on

built from the ground up by

wasn't wrong-she made her case well, backed by data-but

cowed by her professionalism, her sharp business

and at McNeil, who had

Violet's speech, both Curtis

they saw right through Violet's

young-barely out of school. Her technical expertise was solid, but she'd barely set

had worked closely with Victoria. McNeil had been her partner in business

only one in the room

she'd

all you've

murmur something to Curtis, who

executives quickly joined in, showering Violet

at the sycophants; since Mr. Garcia wasn't paying attention to her anyway, she quietly slipped

phone

flash on the

Gwyn lately? Her teacher wanted a word with me this afternoon," Victoria said, anger clear in her

now," McNeil replied coolly. "We'll talk when I

"McNeil, whatever's going on