The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 126

Ailie was on the verge of flipping the table.

She shot to her feet, her voice trembling with emotion. "Curtis, do you even know who McNeil is?"

She was *this* close to blurting out that McNeil was Victoria's husband.

Curtis fixed his gaze on Ailie. Of course he knew who McNeil was-and he knew exactly why she was upset on Victoria's behalf.

But before things could escalate, Victoria spoke up.

"Ailie, Mr. Garcia didn't do anything wrong."

McNeil had always been the man behind Violet's success.

Ever since Victoria had recovered from her illness and was ready to return to work, McNeil had been tirelessly paving the way for Violet at every step.

Once upon a time, that had been exactly what Victoria wanted.

She'd told McNeil she wanted to join the company, to fight alongside him as equals.

I want you to stay behind the scenes and support me. I don't

How laughable.

McNeil run around trying to

when the difference between love and

that had once touched

stunned. She couldn't believe Victoria

his throat awkwardly. "It's just business, Victoria. There was no other

slammed her palm down on the table, making everyone in

stood and pulled the booth's curtain closed,

worth losing your dignity?" Ailie

recognizing talent, flushed, guilt written all over his face

the subject. "There's

of their own, but Ailie just downed

raised

say, is it going to push us over

and

of her

glancing at Victoria before lowering her voice. "Forget it.