The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 101

Victoria suddenly remembered.

Edith Miller-her original name was Lily Miller.

Back when she was a girl, Victoria used to copy everything about Edith's style-— the clothes, the hair, even changing her own name to match her mother's.

But ever since Edith married into the Simms family and started living large, she carried herself everywhere like she was high society.

Before Victoria could say a word, Edith had already towed her over to Janice.

"Mother, this is Victoria-Edith's daughter."

Notice she didn't say "Simms's daughter"—just "Edith's." It was clear Edith never really saw Victoria as part of the family.

The old woman barely glanced at Victoria, lifting her eyelids just enough to mutter a dismissive "Oh." She didn't even bother to offer her a seat.

But Victoria didn't let it get to her. She pulled a small box from her pocket-the one with the jade bracelet inside-and presented it. "Wishing you health and happiness for many years to come, Mrs. Miller."

cursory glance, her brow furrowing before

and tossed it into a forgotten corner. Nobody

mother was generous, and assumed Victoria would bring something expensive. But at a glance, she could tell the gift was nothing special. She couldn't be bothered to keep up

up her phone and called Yasmine, telling

a free meal-no reason

arrived, fashionably late, with Yulia

be as long as the stars above." With a flourish, he presented his gift: a full set of gold jewelry, from ornate

the Turners were obsessed with money, but what about herself? Dressed head to toe in gold, she had no

I've come to wish you a happy birthday too," Yulia chimed in, offering up a pair of jade bangles-clearly the finest kind, the sort that would fetch a

lady looked positively delighted. Even from her seat in the corner, Victoria could see the glow on Mrs. Miller's face. Yulia and Simms

your grandmother a

arrived, and they walked

need. I don't need the Turners wishing me

be this spiteful at her age already halfway to the grave and still so

to themselves. Edith's daughter, Marian, sat beside her, shooting Victoria a contemptuous look as if to say, "How

Simms offered, trying

said, "Simms, don't forget-my niece and her boyfriend are coming soon. Besides, Victoria doesn't like me much. Maybe she shouldn't sit next to