The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 174

Victoria glanced at her watch. She really was out of time.

Max chimed in, eager to help: "Miss Fannie, you should drive Uncle's car. Ever since you fixed it up for him, he won't let anyone else touch it-except me! No other girl is even allowed near it—"

"Max, we're going to be late for school."

Marcus's tone was low and firm. Max immediately fell silent.

"Thanks. I'll bring it back once the expo's over," Victoria said, slipping into the car.

As soon as she started up Marcus's McLaren, the engine roared to life like a wild, untamed beast, launching forward with a fierce growl.

Marcus ruffled Max's hair. "If you ever want something, or want to go somewhere, just tell your uncle, okay?"

Victoria sped through the morning traffic and soon pulled into the expo center's parking lot.

As luck would have it, Violet and McNeil arrived at the same time. They stepped out of their car together-handsome man, stunning woman-it was impossible not to notice them.

eyes immediately caught sight of

car?" she asked, leaning casually against

understated way, "His company's presenting today, too.

was about to head over to say hello to Marcus when the McLaren's scissor door lifted—not Marcus, but a woman in a beige dress stepped out, her back to them. Violet couldn't see her face, but she definitely recognized the license plate. She hesitated, then stopped. "Forget

shot McNeil a sideways glance. “I think Curtis has a thing for Victoria,

with her has nothing to do with

Victoria and Curtis? Please.

already had a live-in

move on Curtis, he wouldn't let her off easy. Victoria hurried toward the

ticket," the staff member said, blocking her path. Attendance at this expo was strictly limited to executives from top tech firms, and the

of smirks. McNeil, noticing, looked as well, then spoke

late. Let's

the two walked

back in frustration and bumped straight into someone—right

that seemed to swallow her