The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 157

"I'll come with you guys too."

Victoria looked so delicate and fragile that Ailie worried she might get bullied.

Violet frowned, ready to refuse. Truth was, she was a bit wary of Ailie-this woman had no filter, said whatever came to mind, and never cared about the occasion or who she offended.

Curtis walked over to Victoria's side, sensing she might not want to sit with Violet. "Come on, let's all go together. The company's already assigned the cars, and Mr. Langford's has the most space."

Victoria's lips curled into a faint smile. Mr. Langford's car was indeed spacious— she'd been lucky enough to ride in it before. But after he started driving Violet around in it, she made a point not to get in again. Today, thanks to Violet, she'd be taking a seat once more. Still, with her and McNeil about to part ways, fussing over it would only make her seem like she still cared.

"Alright," Victoria agreed, and slipped into the back seat.

was Echo

spoke the entire drive. She kept such a low profile, it was easy to forget she was even there. No matter who struck up a conversation,

the chatter came from Violet and Curtis, with Ailie occasionally joining in when the topic interested her. McNeil focused

the other company cars had

followed carefully. As she reached the door, about to jump down, Curtis offered his hand. "Hold on to me-jumping from this height is

McNeil saw the moment in the rearview mirror, his grip tightening around the steering wheel, his

driver's door and jumped out, slamming it hard enough to make everyone

brooding stare, Victoria instinctively drew her hand back. Instead, she braced herself on the doorframe and jumped down on her own, landing gracefully. She

already hopped out, agile and efficient,

away from Victoria and looked at

be pleased. So Curtis really was interested in Victoria. Good. Maybe this hike would spark something between them,