The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 123

Ailie marched straight from the press conference to Curtis's office, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. The determined set of her jaw made Curtis's handsome face darken with worry, but he forced a smile as she strode in.

"Ms. Ailie..."

"Mr. Garcia," she cut in, hands planted firmly on his desk, leaving him nowhere to run. "What's the story with that game developer? The software was clearly coded by Victoria and handed off to the tech team-so how did Violet's name end up on the project?"

Curtis swallowed, searching for an escape. "I'll explain everything to Victoria." "No, you'll explain it to me right now," Ailie insisted, her gaze unwavering.

**Silverstone Circuit, F1 Test Day**

Violet was suited up in a bright red racing suit, helmet tucked under her arm, as she prepared for the day's test laps. Next to her, Gwyneth's eyes sparkled in amazement-this was the first time she'd seen a real race car up close, and she could barely contain her excitement.

She peered up at Violet, her voice full of childlike wonder. "Ms. Marchand, can I ride with you while you drive?"

when you're older, I'll take you out for some laps—maybe you'll be a

and roaring engines. McNeil, sitting beside her in the stands, scooped

suspension. Once everything was ready, Violet slid behind the wheel. Before closing the door, she glanced up toward the stands and

for joy, but McNeil gently held her in place.

tires. Then, alongside her teammates, she began the real testing-getting a feel for the Ferrari's handling, adjusting the seat, learning the

straightaway. When the test officially began, all eyes followed Violet's car as it tore around the circuit, the roar of the engine matched only by

of the paddock, Osborn arrived with his own racing team. Lyndon and

irritation clear in his voice. "Why are there other

ten teams could run tests today, but Osborn's deep pockets had bought his team exclusive track time-no one else was supposed to be on the circuit until he was done. Yet, somehow, another team had made it onto

far as he was concerned, letting only two teams test was already

binoculars and scanned the far side of the track. By the time he found

anyway?" Osborn asked, lowering