The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 74

"Of course-"

Lately, Curtis had seemed off at their get-togethers-distracted, distant, hardly trying to hide his disinterest.

While McNeil, Isaac, and Marcus were off playing pool, Violet spoke up, her tone casual but her words pointed.

"Actually, Victoria's marriage is a mess. From what I've heard, her husband's seeing someone else."

Curtis, despite his feelings for Victoria, had never been one for gossip. Still, if Violet wanted to talk, he'd listen.

"He doesn't care about her," Violet continued. "And honestly, he and that other woman? They've known each other since they were kids, high school sweethearts. Victoria was the one who came between them. And from what I've heard, the other woman's got everything going for her-she's sharp, ambitious, way out of Victoria's league."

Curtis bristled at the criticism. He didn't like hearing people badmouth Victoria. The truth was, all of them had grown up with Violet; she was practically family.

But even so, Violet's words didn't sit right with him.

"Victoria's... great," Curtis said quietly.

In his eyes, nobody compared to Victoria.

the object of all their

dreamed about. It wasn't just McNeil; Curtis and

eventually chosen McNeil. The rest of them-brothers, really-had let those feelings go, treating her

he first laid eyes on Victoria that he realized how naïve he'd been. That bolt of lightning he'd felt-he'd

lingering. She felt

name.

of her.

stared at

Isaac came

across the

suddenly shouted, startling the

on the other hand, looked

rounds already, and Max had lost every single time. At first, Gwyneth had

Max refused to give

announced, shoving the tablet aside

way! Nobody else can beat me at this game. You must be cheating or something-there's no way

Max a look. Normally, the boy was pretty mild-mannered; today,

Gwyneth, meanwhile, looked smug.