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

to pressure

was just about something else," Marcus replied

sip of his drink, his gaze lingering on

about Marcus's suit

you usually wear?" McNeil asked, as if the thought had just

McNeil cared, but answered with a shrug, "Tailor-made.

asked, "How many of that style are out

"You think I get my suits wholesale? Every one is made to my measurements. Whose chest and abs are going

him, his

"What's the name

puzzled by McNeil's sudden nosiness. He'd never cared about

"Fannie," Marcus replied.

McNeil's hands slowly relaxed.

to the tension, piped up, "So when

ways off, Violet was playing with Gwyneth, the two of them

on-again, off-again relationship over the years. Now that they were all getting older, they couldn't help feeling anxious for the

of disbelief. "There's not

thoughts drifted

Back when he'd made it clear he was heading to Violet's, Victoria would still call

to plan for her future, McNeil had barely