The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 80

He was out for Marcus after all, the kid had wrecked his car, and there was no way Teague was going to let that slide so easily.

Victoria climbed out of the car and asked Teague for a notepad and pen. Five minutes later, she handed them back to him.

"Here's a list of the parts you'll need. The engine's fine, but if you want any upgrades, I can take care of it-no charge."

Teague took the list, looking unconcerned at first. He was a sports car collector; of course he could understand Victoria's notes. But as he read through, his

expression changed.

"You actually know how to do this?"

She shot him a look. "What do you think?"

Victoria peeled off her gloves. "It's not a big deal. Once you've got the parts, I can fix it up in forty minutes."

She was speaking to Marcus, but Teague nearly burst out laughing.

"Forty minutes?"

Victoria glanced at Teague, barely bothering to hide her disdain.

"Do you even know anything about cars? Ever watched Formula One? Back in 2018, the Vivian Racing Team managed a 1.8-second tire change and rebuilt a totaled car in thirty minutes at the world championships. Look it up if you don't believe me."

Teague actually had heard about that, but watching this slip of a girl bluff was still something else.

eyes. "Alright, I'll get the parts. He'll pay.

a little too close to

pull it off, you'll have to be

immediately pulled Victoria behind him. "Cut the crap. I told you, we'll

Miss Fannie drive?" Max had been listening nearby for a while. He didn't catch most of the conversation, but ever since Victoria taught him how to play a racing game, he'd

a split second. Of course she could drive-she was a pro,

But-

sweetheart. Miss Fannie just fixes cars-she

at Victoria. "Sorry for the trouble. Let's

nodded. Teague kept his eyes glued to her, his

He wanted this woman.

ride? Pick anything you

protectively close to Victoria and replied coolly,

spoiled rich kid

watched as Marcus led Max and Victoria

its engine thundering like

cold, menacing glint flashed in

"Sir?"

side. Teague flicked

car? She can

his heel, waved his hand, and the men

tearing after the

car sped south, leaving the quiet streets

intersection ahead,