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.

his eyes. "Alright, I'll get

he leaned in a little too close to Victoria,

if you can't pull it off, you'll have to be my

Victoria behind him. "Cut the crap. I told

the conversation,

for a split second. Of course she

But-

just fixes cars-she

Victoria.

glued to

He wanted this woman.

a ride? Pick

close to Victoria and replied coolly, "No

to get involved with a spoiled rich

Marcus led Max and

roared to life, its engine thundering like a

glint flashed

"Sir?"

men in black appeared at his side. Teague flicked his

car? She can try fixing it in

cigarette under his heel, waved

cars, tearing after the

streets behind and heading toward the bustling

major intersection ahead,