Chapter 159

Violet was settled right at the heart of the fire pit, taking the spot that had originally belonged to Victoria. The photographer didn't even bother with a greeting-he just waved her aside and told her to move.

The barbecue that Victoria had just finished grilling was still sizzling, the aroma heavy in the air. Violet took her seat, while a few senior executives from the company, who'd been sitting nearby, were also summoned away by the photographer.

Then McNeil strolled over, and the photographer promptly had him sit next to Violet. With the flames flickering between them, he started snapping away— dozens of shots in quick succession. Each photo looked like it belonged on the cover of a glossy fashion magazine. When he was done, he beckoned over some other colleagues to act as background extras.

"You there, could you give me a hand with the tripod? The ground's a bit uneven..."

Before Victoria could react, Ailie grabbed her arm and hustled her away.

She pulled Victoria into one of the tents. "Honestly, you should steer clear of those three. She's always watching you, just waiting for a chance to trip you up in front of everyone."

Ailie shook her head in disbelief. She and Victoria had spent over an hour at the grill, but the moment the photographer showed up, Victoria got pushed aside without a second thought.

Peeking out from a gap in the tent flap, Ailie saw that everyone was starting to gather around with bowls and forks, ready to eat.

on," she said,

seated around the long wooden table now. Curtis had been looking for Victoria earlier but couldn't find her, so the moment he spotted her, he called

come sit over

Violet, leaving one empty spot between them-if Victoria took it,

at the seat, feeling awkward. The last thing she wanted was to sit next to McNeil. With a polite smile, she declined,

who hadn't said a word to her all evening,

"That side's already taken."

only seat left was next to Curtis, and Ailie had been shuffled to

choice but to

grill looked and smelled

a glance at Victoria, but didn't seem to care in the slightest

had a child, yet still couldn't win her husband's heart. She had

another six years, Violet thought, and she still wouldn't be able to make

on one side of the table, there sat just four people: McNeil,

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