The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 111

"Daddy-!"

The door swung open, and Gwyneth burst into the room like a whirlwind.

Violet jerked back just in time-if she'd hesitated a second longer, her lips would've met McNeil's.

"Hey, Violet, what were you and Daddy just doing? Your face is all red!" Gwyneth piped up, her voice brimming with innocent curiosity.

Violet's cheeks flushed even deeper. Kids really had no filter.

"Your dad's not feeling well," she explained, forcing a smile. "I was just giving him his medicine."

Gwyneth seemed only half-convinced, but she just went, "Oh." She was about to leap right into McNeil's arms-luckily, Violet caught her in time, sparing his stitches from another mishap.

McNeil chatted quietly with his daughter for a moment, then looked over at Violet.

"Take Gwyn home to Winding Peak Lane," he said, his tone gentle but firm. "I'm not feeling well enough to look after you both right now."

stay," she insisted. "Let me take care of you, McNeil. I'll even share a room with Gwyneth if

here was identical to their place on Winding Peak Lane; staying here

McNeil replied, his voice brooking no

to work at

Violet had taken a leave of

app store, and now it was

a string of missed calls from McNeil the previous night, right before she'd gone to his

fever had broken, and with Xenia there to help, she figured everything would be fine.

been swamped with several major projects lately, and it had been a while since he and Victoria had spoken much. But now that he'd wrapped up a few deals, he had time-and he was

Victoria was married left a sour taste in his

confided that she and her husband were headed

do you have plans tonight? The company's hosting a little get-together

reminding her

this don't come around often.

proving herself at a major company like Quantum Core Technologies could she pave the way to reclaim her position at Golden Era Enterprises. Owning twenty-five percent of the shares didn't mean anyone would actually follow

the very least, wear