The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 148

McNeil sat on the couch, legs crossed, growing visibly darker each time Curtis mentioned Victoria's name.

"So, you sold the game and handed your secretary half a million. Don't tell me you've fallen for her."

Curtis flushed slightly at McNeil's blunt question.

"You noticed that, huh?"

Once Victoria came up, Curtis couldn't help but go on.

"She's ambitious, works herself to the bone, and she's talented. Honestly, missing out on a woman like her would be a real loss. The truth is, the half million doesn't even cover what I owe her. If not for the accident, she was the lead developer- the bonus she should've earned from the company would've been a lot more than that."

McNeil just snorted, unimpressed.

"You really do admire her. Shame she's married."

He lit a cigarette, his sharp features blurred by the curling smoke, making it impossible to read his mood.

"You only listen to half of what I say. She's in the middle of a divorce. Once her sorry excuse for a husband is

table slipped from McNeil's

McNeil barely blinked, tossing his cigarette butt onto the ground and grinding it out

a

soured. Even when Violet walked in,

trying to sound calm, though her tone still carried an

the Langford Group. Twenty million is a loss

let out

a million at a woman you haven't even managed to date. What's twenty

sarcasm left Curtis

asked,

important," McNeil

wronged. Was McNeil giving him a hard time just because he liked Victoria? The idea was ridiculous, and yet, the thought nagged

her leave from Curtis, Victoria headed straight to find

his team was left at the racetrack. Victoria checked the time, assuming Osborn would be halfway through his laps by now, but when she arrived, she found

nostrils flaring, looking like he might boil over with

Osborn stubbornly refused to start practice unless Victoria was there. He made sure everyone