The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 142

Curtis was still in a daze after hanging up the phone, absently glancing toward Victoria's office.

Could it have been Victoria?

Inside Victoria's office, Ailie was gossiping away when Curtis's assistant appeared at the door.

"Ms. Ailie, Mr. Garcia would like to see you."

Victoria was more than happy to have Ailie whisked away-she'd been hoping for some peace to get back to work.

"What does he want with me?" Ailie asked, casting Victoria a conspiratorial look. "Hey, do you think he wants me to talk you into something? Don't give in unless he offers you a cut of the money."

Victoria, already nursing a headache, waved her off. "Just go, will you?"

Ailie practically skipped out of the office, grinning. When she reached Curtis, he looked at her with a complicated expression.

"So, Mr. Garcia, what's on your mind?"

Ailie was ready, striking a pose that all but said, "Come on, beg me."

Curtis frowned. "What's really going on between Victoria and her husband?"

jaw nearly

seriously? That's what you called me over

ask her to put in a good word with Victoria, maybe persuade her to fix the code, sweeten the

was Curtis

Curtis's tone

McNeil had Ailie rolling her eyes in

chance of them patching things up. Honestly, it's probably time for

Violet-if she were Victoria, she'd have exposed those two

his chin,

Technologies to launch it, then planned to sabotage the

That sounded like

warily. “Uh, Mr. Garcia, are you sure you're not just overworked and imagining

In her opinion, it was

Victoria: "Mr. Garcia, really, you're overthinking this. Victoria's husband? Please. There's no way those two are

helpfully, "But you're right to be cautious. No harm in keeping your

that was now essentially worthless—he wouldn't pay even two thousand, let alone

because Quantum Core Technologies had invested exactly two million dollars in the game's development; any other costs came later, out of McNeil's

developer, was one

help doubting