The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 121

The reporters' camera flashes zeroed in on them.

Violet was strikingly elegant and intelligent, while Gwyneth looked adorable and pretty. The two of them-one a graceful adult, the other a bright-eyed child-were the most dazzling presence in the room.

They sat side by side at the computer.

Gwyneth gazed eagerly at the game on the screen. It was the very one she'd been dreaming about.

As the cursor hovered over the "Start" button, both Gwyneth and Violet clicked at the same time.

The game began, and instantly Gwyneth could feel how smooth and intuitive the controls were. The gameplay was exactly what she'd hoped for.

She'd already grown bored of the racing games her mom had let her try-she'd beaten every level, and none of them had ever felt truly challenging.

"Gwyn, here comes the challenge! Let me help you level up!" Violet winked playfully at Gwyneth.

enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with

in the audience-reporters, game developers, and tech industry leaders-could

take his eyes off Violet. There were plenty of celebrities at the launch today, but none of them held

against his own family just to marry

looking for an easy ride, hoping to find a man to take care of them

different. Not only had she landed a billionaire, she

from his thoughts when someone bumped

your eye on her?" his friend teased.

She's just McNeil's girlfriend, not his

be admired from afar. After all, if she

new release and for Violet and little Gwyneth, the pint-sized

but wonder if she spent too much time gaming, and

hand and called out, "Ms. Marchand, is it true that Gwyneth's parents let her play games all the time? She's got such impressive skills-surely it takes years to get that good. She looks about five. Is she really spending all her days gaming? What's