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.

first stop was Echo

a low profile, it was easy to forget she was even there. No matter who struck up a conversation, she rarely chimed in—especially with McNeil in the car, which only

interested her. McNeil focused on the road, and no one bothered trying to draw him into

the mountaintop, the other company cars

get out. Mr. Langford's SUV was high off the ground, so Victoria followed carefully. As she reached the door, about to jump down, Curtis offered his hand.

in the rearview mirror,

as Victoria finally reached out and took Curtis's hand, McNeil threw open the driver's door and jumped out, slamming it hard enough to make everyone startle. Before she could climb down, he was already

her hand back. Instead, she braced herself on the doorframe and jumped down on her own, landing

Violet had already hopped out, agile and efficient, not the least bit

away from Victoria and looked at Violet. "Why didn't

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