The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 95

He was here at the science museum too, which meant Violet was almost certainly around as well.

Victoria and McNeil's eyes met across the room. She looked away instantly, her expression unreadable, and McNeil didn't glance her way again.

"No idea," he said, brushing off the question.

Maybe McNeil was looking for someone. There was no way he'd be looking at her, Victoria told herself, refusing to indulge in wishful thinking.

Osborn had a vague sense that something felt off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Meanwhile, Max was in the middle of a heated gaming competition, taking on a group of kids his age. He wiped the floor with all ten of them in just a few minutes, leaving his opponents defeated and breathless.

Then he came up against a rival who matched him move for move. They played several rounds, each ending in a tie, until finally Max eked out a win. He barely had time to celebrate before a girl marched over, dragging a posse with her.

When Gwyneth realized the person who'd beaten her was Max, her fury was almost comical-her face was a meme come to life.

"You... you cheated," she accused.

Max recognized his opponent. It was the same Gwyneth who'd made him cry last time. He burst out laughing, loud and unrestrained, showing no mercy.

teased, relishing the chance to get

only one with a cool friend. Miss Fannie

she stormed off

loudly they drew a crowd. If Gwyneth hadn't suspected Max would win in a fight, she might have swung at him

McNeil to finally pull them

beside Gwyneth, gently hugging her. "What's gotten you so

glaring at Max instead. "If you're so tough, why don't you face my

hall couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the two kids squabbling like a pair of

it on! I'm not scared of anyone,"

in the middle, looked slightly embarrassed. There was no way she

hand. "Ms. Marchand, you play him

promising to buy Gwyneth a present

was over the moon. Miss Fannie was awesome-he wasn't afraid of Gwyneth or her

led Max off to find

Max tugged on Marcus's sleeve.

Osborn deep in conversation. Was that guy her boyfriend? He'd always thought

with Victoria was a stranger; Marcus was sure he'd never seen him around