The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 102

Chapter 102

"You're free this afternoon, right? Go attend Gwyn's parent-teacher conference for me. I've got something to deal with."

It was McNeil. Victoria frowned-why had she even answered his call?

A glance at the screen told her why: she'd deleted his number, so now only the digits showed up instead of his name.

"You have custody of our daughter. Why should I go?"

McNeil could hear a lot of noise on Victoria's end, but he didn't bother asking where she was or what she was doing. He didn't care.

Her refusal clearly annoyed him. Without another word, he hung up.

At the birthday banquet, guests kept approaching the matriarch to offer their compliments, the line never-ending. Just as everyone was settling in and the meal was about to start, a sudden commotion erupted at the entrance.

"President Langford McNeil has arrived to wish the lady a happy birthday! He brings a pair of jade figurines, a set of antique vases, and a watercolor painting."

The man collecting gifts called out in a booming voice, and the entire banquet hall fell instantly silent.

doors, a striking

his arm. Together, they crossed

upright, but at the

you here—I apologize for not coming to meet you sooner. Simms, please show our guests

steady steps,

Langford, this way,

saw Simms. But he was no stranger to grand occasions; he quickly composed himself, returning to his usual cool,

Yulia and

have a seat over here," Yulia said, gesturing

their seats

out of her head at the sight of McNeil and Violet appearing

from her. So, the "something" he needed to do was to attend this very same event. Raising her teacup, she took a sip. Her heart felt

Simms began. "This is

Victoria's gaze, he paused

him off. "Dad, I've known Mr. Langford for a while. You don't need to introduce us; it's not like

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