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.

stop was Echo Mountain

such a low profile, it was easy to forget she was even there. No matter who struck up a conversation, she rarely chimed

the chatter came from Violet and Curtis, with Ailie occasionally joining in when the topic interested her. McNeil focused on the road, and no one bothered trying

they reached the mountaintop, the other

offered his hand. "Hold on to me-jumping from this height is an easy way to twist an ankle. We've only just started; it'd be a shame if you

the rearview mirror, his grip tightening around the steering wheel,

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,

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

had already hopped out, agile and efficient,

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

help but be pleased. So Curtis really was interested in Victoria. Good. Maybe this hike would