The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Osborn's test run was over, and the other driver was already packing up to leave.

He inquired about the guy's lap times-fastest lap, 1 minute 45.265 seconds.

"Damn-"

Osborn muttered a curse under his breath. Looked like he finally had a worthy rival.

Violet had already changed out of her helmet and racing suit when Gwyneth practically launched herself into her arms, clinging to her like she never wanted to

let go.

McNeil handed over a tissue. "You're all sweaty-"

Violet accepted it and offered it to Gwyneth. "Want to help me wipe my face?"

Gwyneth nodded with great seriousness. When Violet crouched down in front of her, Gwyneth carefully dabbed away the sweat from Violet's face and forehead.

From a distance, the two looked every bit the picture of motherly love, and the crowd in the stands Violet's loyal fans-went wild with applause and cheers.

Violet waved to her supporters, then took Gwyneth's hand and strolled down the track, Gwyneth strutting along with a proud, almost regal expression.

arena, fans showered Violet with gifts-so

Violet, look at all these presents from your

drivers, she had a devoted following- fanboys, fangirls, even some old-school racing enthusiasts-all eager to gift her

belong to Gwyn. I'm giving them to you," Violet said, barely

stage in her life, she had everything she wanted. The gifts from fans didn't mean much to her, but if Gwyneth liked them, she was happy to hand them

into the mountain of stuffed

the fondness in his

compared

eyes met, and Violet's cheeks

to move forward—something more than just

Gwyn's birthday? Let's

then, McNeil's phone rang. It was Xenia calling

since he found out

"What's up?"

home today. She brought

it must be a new game from

A game?

and

served, Victoria was always the one most

why she would have bought one

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