The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Victoria spotted McNeil and Violet beneath the fireworks, Curtis, Isaac, and Marcus nearby, with little Max in tow.

From a distance, the group was laughing and enjoying themselves, the night alive with their easy camaraderie.

"Dad, Ms. Marchand, you're out here setting off fireworks and didn't even invite me."

Gwyneth's voice carried a hint of indignation.

Violet crouched down in front of her, her eyes twinkling. "Weren't you the one who said you had plans tonight?"

McNeil had asked Gwyneth earlier what she was up to, and she'd said she was going to see her mom. She never mentioned this to Violet, only saying she had a craft project and needed to look something up on the computer.

She'd even whispered in Violet's ear, promising not to intrude on her "special time" alone with Dad.

Violet saw right through her little scheme but chose not to call her out.

Isaac couldn't help but ask, "It's pretty late, Gwyneth. Who brought you here?" "My mom, of course."

Gwyneth replied without missing a beat. The three men-except for McNeil- immediately turned to look in the direction where Victoria stood.

face in

her whole body tense, unable

hello, what would happen

your wife, McNeil? Why don't you call her over?"

Gwyneth's mom was McNeil's mysterious, never-before-seen wife. Who

this woman had not only married

jumping with anticipation.

them

join us? Besides, you and Violet are just friends now. Don't let her get

Marcus got nosy, there was

for a moment, about to leave,

of our daughter," he said, his message unmistakable. He didn't want her to show up in front of his friends-not to protect her, but to shield Violet from gossip, to prevent anyone

How typical.

caring

"Fine," Victoria replied.

spot where she'd

that silhouette seemed oddly

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