The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 128

Victoria rose gracefully, completely ignoring McNeil's offered hand.

"Sorry, I have something to take care of. Mr. Garcia, let's catch up another time."

She had no patience for McNeil's theatrics.

Violet placed her glass of water gently on the table, her voice cool and measured.

"Ms. Turner, what could be more important than dinner? As Mr. Garcia's assistant, we were just about to discuss this game partnership. I hear you know a thing or two about programming. Why not join us, take notes while we talk business over the meal?"

She gave Victoria a pointed look. "After all, that's part of an assistant's job, isn't it?"

Ailie nearly upended the steaming pot of tea the server had just brought-right over Violet's smug head.

But basic decency made her hold back.

that business talk should wait until after dinner,

"Fine," she said.

Ms. Marchand claimed she

her own family. It was Ailie who'd convinced Victoria to bring it to the company, hoping to turn a profit. If she'd known Violet would swoop in and steal the credit, she would've

smiled. "Actually, I didn't write the

admitted it so easily that

quietly, giving no sign of surprise or intent to argue. She had no interest in claiming the spotlight

they should put my name down as developer. Must've been a misunderstanding. Ms. Ailie, didn't

blame landed squarely on Ailie. She clenched her fists under the table, frustrated, remembering too late that she had indeed

waver. "It doesn't matter who

her. "Exactly. No matter how popular a game is, it still needs to be launched, marketed, managed. Without

turned to Curtis. "Violet's got her eye on this project-she thinks there's real potential here. If the company has talent like this, we should make the most of it. Money's not an issue. I'm also considering promoting Violet to

she'd swallowed something

the money, the promotions, while she was left to

under the table, desperate to speak up. Should she reveal the truth?