The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 66

"Heh-"

Teague gave Victoria a long, slow once-over, barely bothering to hide his disdain.

"You're kidding, right? You fix my car? That's got to be a joke."

Marcus stepped forward and handed Teague a business card.

"I'll handle this. If you have any issues, call me. I'm Marcus, CEO of NeuroNet Systems. And by the way, you were doing ninety on a city street tonight. That's reckless driving. If you want us to pay for your car, fine but you're responsible too."

Teague had nothing to say to that.

Marcus turned to Victoria. "Where are you headed? Let me give you a ride."

Victoria wanted to refuse, but Curtis had chosen The Azure Palace Hotel for his party tonight. For security, all traffic within a two-mile radius was blocked off— there was no way she'd find a cab out here.

Teague stepped in front of them, staring at Victoria. "Your phone number. If you run off, how am I supposed to find you?"

recited her

his car, leaving

just going to let them leave? What

dad's running for city council. If I

fell silent, but Teague watched Victoria walk away, something sparking in

that woman's interesting.

at the stately home behind her, a vague sense of familiarity tugging at

you," Marcus replied earnestly. "You saved Max

wanted to express his gratitude. Max's parents had died in a plane crash two years ago, and since then, Marcus had

decided to withhold the truth.

Miss Fannie, I hope

waving enthusiastically from the back seat. "Goodbye, Miss

pulted Marcus's suit

her by mistake. She hurried outside, but Marcus's car had already disappeared down

"Ma'am?"

the housekeeper, heard the front door and rushed to

Gwyneth had also heard the commotion. She thought it was McNeil returning and raced down, only to see Victoria.