The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 77

Victoria wasn't about to let her guard down.

When Teague reached out to her, she called Marcus right away.

"Pick a time, and I'll go with you," she offered.

Marcus had never dared to contact "Fannie" directly-it was Max who'd gotten her

in trouble, not Victoria. He figured Victoria might know a thing or two about cars,

but the idea that she could actually fix one? That sounded like a joke, and he didn't take it seriously.

"Sounds good. I still have your coat from last time. I've had it cleaned, so I'll bring it when we meet."

"Don't worry about it."

As soon as Marcus hung up, everyone at the table stared at him.

"What are you all looking at?" he snapped, glancing around.

Isaac gave him a pointed look. "Was that your girlfriend calling?"

After the Curtis fiasco-who had been so eager to show off his new romance, only

burn—they'd all learned not to pressure Marcus to

was just about something else,"

a sip of his drink, his

Marcus's suit looked

you usually wear?" McNeil asked, as if

but answered with a shrug, "Tailor-made. If you're interested, I can have my team set you

"How many of that style are

frowned, growing irritated. "You think I get my suits wholesale? Every one is made to my measurements. Whose chest and abs are going to match mine

at him, his fists clenching under the

asked, "What's the name of the woman

nosiness. He'd

"Fannie," Marcus replied.

McNeil's hands slowly relaxed.

"So when are you and

of them

and McNeil-had watched McNeil and Violet's on-again, off-again relationship over the years.

of disbelief. "There's

drifted to

from her anymore. Back when he'd made it clear he was heading to Violet's, Victoria would still call every so

Violet's surgery, her recovery, and everything else he had to plan for her future, McNeil had barely had a moment to