The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 62

Since Victoria joined the company, Mr. Garcia's mood had improved significantly, and Ailie was reaping the benefits too. The very day Victoria started, Ailie had been moved into a spacious new office-so it turns out, having the right connections really does make a difference.

As soon as Curtis let everyone go, Ailie sidled up with a mischievous grin.

"Looks like Mr. Garcia's really taken a shine to you."

Victoria absently rubbed her ankle, her tone casual. "Don't be ridiculous. Mr. Garcia seems to like you just fine, too. I saw your new office. It's huge."

Ailie could hardly admit she'd scored the upgrade by selling out a friend, so she just laughed it off.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the doorway. Simms walked in, accompanied by Yulia.

The moment Simms appeared, people clustered around him, eager to greet and flatter.

Yulia, at his side, wore a pale pink dress and a single string of pearls that made her look years younger than she really was. She held Simms's arm with the effortless poise of someone used to wealth and attention.

Simms introduced her with a smile, "Ms. Morris."

eyes drifted to the enormous diamond on Yulia's finger, and

to reply when a clear

"Dad."

woman in blue-a striking beauty who carried herself

from Simms's arm. She scolded herself for it immediately. There was no need for guilt now; she had

was just as stunned by Victoria's appearance. Seeing her here left him speechless, the words catching in

had taken in a

household name.

silence. "Mr. Miller, and this

were reminded of someone they'd known years ago the

in quickly, "Ms. Turner, let's

Victoria, let alone knew she was Simms's

if noticing her for the first time, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Nanny Yulia, I didn't expect to

status of elegant socialite to that of a

voice carried just loudly

everyone