The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 133

Victoria slipped on the dress and stepped in front of the full-length mirror-then finally noticed what was off.

The gown had a plunging neckline and an open back. In other words, it was nothing short of scandalous.

And on Victoria's flawless figure, the effect was breathtaking. If she dared to dip her chin, that dramatic V would draw every eye in the room.

"Oh my God—”

Yasmine was stunned. She'd always known Ms. Turner was beautiful, but Victoria usually dressed so conservatively that showing a hint of collarbone was about as daring as she got.

Even as a woman, Yasmine found herself swallowing hard at the sight of Victoria's

curves.

With a figure like that, what man at the event wouldn't have a nosebleed just looking at her?

Victoria frowned. How was she supposed to walk out in this?

this on purpose-trying to

Yasmine suggested, her tone nervous. It all just felt

up her purse and looked at the

She smiled, the corners of her mouth

is fine,"

a body like

even gotten to wear a wedding dress, never attended a grand party, never had an

a mess as she pored over reports and ran his numbers. When McNeil came home, she'd still be barefaced,

was once the darling of

now stepping out in a dress like this. Hurriedly, she moved to help Victoria

Victoria descended the spiral staircase, the white gown hugged

happened to walk by

really had grown up. She was even more

Yasmine brought the car

Peak Hotel. Even before eight o'clock, the entrance was packed with luxury

Victoria instructed, sending Yasmine to the side entrance. The last

all, the press wasn't here for her-they wanted