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.

caught sight of the McLaren

car?" she asked, leaning casually

way, "His company's presenting

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 it. I won't bother. Marcus is way ahead of Curtis-if he's

has a

with her has nothing to do with me. Let's

Victoria and Curtis? Please.

heard she already had a

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

there was no way she was getting in. "I'm sorry, no entry without a ticket," the staff member said, blocking her path. Attendance at this expo was strictly limited to executives from top tech firms, and the tickets were allocated with military precision-none available to the public. Meanwhile, Violet and McNeil glided through the doors without a hitch. Hearing a commotion

lips curled in the faintest of smirks. McNeil, noticing, looked as well, then

running late.

glance, the two

in frustration and bumped straight into someone—right

seemed to swallow