The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 146

"I'm full, I'll leave you to it. Enjoy your meal."

With graceful poise, Victoria rose from the table and headed upstairs.

Violet's knuckles were white as she gripped her glass. "There's no way Curtis would sell the game and then split the profits with Victoria. That's impossible, isn't it?"

McNeil, unfazed from start to finish, spoke quietly. "He wants Victoria to stay at the company."

No one noticed the shadow that flickered in his eyes as he said this a darkness that seemed to shroud him, his entire presence radiating a chilling, simmering anger.

Simms was visibly frustrated. He'd thought that appealing to Victoria's emotions or reason would persuade her to help fix the game, but instead he'd lost hundreds of thousands on a worthless investment and walked away empty-handed.

Sensing Simms' mood souring, Yulia tried to steer the conversation elsewhere. Violet, however, couldn't hide her embarrassment or her disappointment.

"No one wanted things to end up like this," she said, voice tight. "And it's not Violet's fault."

McNeil broke the tension with his calm, steady tone. "This time, the loss from Golden Era Ventures' investment is on me."

His words hung in the air, plunging the room into silence.

Suddenly, a phone rang upstairs. Everyone instinctively paused, listening.

so no one heard

few moments later,

before he could

Simms, whispering, "Looks like your

had already declined Osborn's call five times. When he called a sixth time, she

on, you have to! Tomorrow's my last test drive. If you're not there, I just can't get in the zone," Osborn pleaded, shamelessly persistent. Victoria

kid, Osborn. I already went last time. Let Lyndon and the others monitor your car; I can't

things to do. Every time Osborn saw her, he acted like a petulant child, and

was supposed to be

If you're not there,

persistence wore her down. Fearing he'd keep calling all night, Victoria finally

after she'd gone

a folder

are all the registration documents for your

glanced through the papers, then handed her

engineers in tech. It needs to go live next week, the same day as the F1 relay.

nodded respectfully.

everything was settled, Victoria finally picked up her phone to catch