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.

Violet, once the object of all their affections, seemed dull in comparison

they were younger, Violet had been their collective crush-the unattainable girl every guy dreamed about. It wasn't just

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

love felt like. It wasn't until he first laid eyes on Victoria that he realized how naïve he'd been. That bolt of lightning he'd felt-he'd carry

her gaze lingering. She felt a

name.

of her. "Even so," Violet said,

stared at

and Isaac came back from the pool

water for Violet, while across the

suddenly shouted, startling the

on the other hand,

twenty rounds already, and Max had lost every single time. At first, Gwyneth had enjoyed winning, but the novelty had worn off. She just wanted to be

Max refused to give

the tablet aside and scrambling into

me at this game. You must be cheating or something-there's no

shot Max a look. Normally, the boy was

Gwyneth, meanwhile, looked smug.