The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 100

Victoria mostly just chatted with her, and every time she tried to invite Victoria to McNeil's estate, Victoria would find an excuse to hang up.

After a while, for the sake of the game, Gwyneth didn't even dare mention her mother coming home.

In truth, Gwyneth spent most of her time at Winding Peak Lane. She'd put on a pitiful face in front of Victoria, but the moment Victoria left, she would cozy up to Violet, laughing and carrying on as if she didn't have a care in the world.

McNeil was with them every day. As for Victoria-he hardly thought of her anymore.

Before long, it was time for Janice's birthday. Early that morning, Simms called Victoria, urging her to come by early, and sent her the address.

Victoria was certain Simms would bring Yulia along. What she couldn't figure out was why she had to attend Janice's birthday at all-after all, in over twenty years, she'd seen the old woman less than three times.

"Ms. Turner, would you like me to go with you?" Yasmine offered.

"You can wait for me in the car," Victoria replied.

off, she could just leave—no big

box from who-knows-where, something that

such a humble box-well, it was unlikely the

ring into her pocket without a word, as if it

an imposing three- story

first time she'd met Janice—it

they said, and even more proud. Though her family was poor, she always wore a look of disdain, as if everyone

Janice had never hesitated to accept Edith's expensive gifts, only to turn around and make biting remarks about them. She'd say the Turner family only had a bit of money, and it was a waste to spend it on frivolous things like jewelry. And she never missed a chance to belittle Edith, who'd studied abroad, spoke four languages, and excelled at

frustrations to Haley, which was why

told her about

now, Victoria took in the stately façade. Inside, there were maids and a butler bustling about it was as grand as any

parking area out front was crammed with luxury cars,

years, Simms had been