The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 81

At the very last moment, she managed to send out a message on her phone.

"Help me."

Victoria had no idea how long she'd been unconscious when, all of a sudden, blinding lights flared above her.

Somewhere nearby, someone laughed a greasy, revolting sound-then a phone was shoved in her face as someone started filming.

"Damn, she really is a knockout. Great body, too. Too bad she nearly ended up dead."

The voice sounded familiar, but her eyelids felt glued shut.

Her body ached as if it had been shattered and barely put back together. Even the faintest movement sent fresh waves of agony crashing through her.

"I don't care how many bones are broken-fix her up. I want her alive," the voice said, cold and cruel.

She finally recognized it. Teague.

Victoria tried to speak, but blackness swallowed her again, and the world faded away.

Quantum Core Technologies

Victoria hadn't shown up at work for days, with no call or message-nothing.

for answers. Curtis had tried reaching out several times too, but Victoria's phone remained

if Victoria had picked up on his feelings for her and decided

such a hopeless

Peak Lane. He himself hadn't

then, he'd call to check in—but never asked for

was always the

mind. As long as Victoria wasn't causing

with Violet were settled, he'd go back to her. She

had scheduled

private rooms at the club, raucous laughter and lewd jokes spilled out through the door. Inside, a

bad, right? Gorgeous face, killer body!"

a woman like that?"

her features, then slowly panned down her body, pausing far

door was kicked open, slamming against the wall. Before anyone could react, McNeil had Teague by the collar and slammed him into the wall, driving a

barely had time to gasp before

hold back; every punch landed with the force of a sledgehammer. His rage was terrifying, and the other

snapped out of it, McNeil was already hauling Teague out

room.

who I am?" Teague sputtered, blood streaming down his face, voice muffled

woman

to put on a brave face. "What's it to

hard, dropping Teague