The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 65

Ailie happened to overhear everything as she walked by.

"What's going on with Gwyn? Do you want me to come with you?" she asked.

Victoria shook her head. "No, she's just home alone. It's nothing serious."

Without another word, Victoria hurried off, leaving Curtis standing there utterly baffled.

By the time he snapped out of it, Victoria was already gone.

Curtis still couldn't wrap his head around what he'd heard. "Victoria has a daughter? Was she adopted?"

He still clung to a shred of hope.

Ailie glanced at her boss, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt, but she couldn't bring herself to lie. "No, she's her biological daughter. She's... five."

Victoria swept out of the room, leaving only a fleeting impression of elegance behind her.

As she crossed the walkway outside, two blinding headlights swept over her, making her squint against the glare.

suddenly, a young boy darted out barely six

flash of blue, someone lunged forward, scooped up the boy, and rolled them both

slammed the brakes and yanked the steering wheel. The tires screeched so loudly it echoed in the night, and the

even from half a block away you could see him flipping the bird from behind the

the trembling boy

street. He yanked the boy into his arms. "Are you

what had happened. He saw the man's face and immediately threw his arms around his

said to Victoria. "Could you keep an

on his forehead,

who ran into the street

uncle was across the street, so I ran out. It

sure?" Marcus knelt in front of Max, wanting

had managed to climb out of his wrecked car, thankfully unscathed, followed by his entourage of rowdy

have any idea what that car is worth?" Teague was

over at Victoria, who was shivering in her off-shoulder evening dress, her beauty

Marcus felt like he'd just

his suit jacket

pay for the damages. Just as long as

embarrassment as she realized Teague had mistaken