The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 183

Victoria and Curtis both noticed that the hotel was on high alert, with security stationed every few paces along the walls. There weren't any idle guests wandering about the only people inside were the elite business leaders personally invited by Stein.

As they ascended to the Grand Magnolia Banquet Hall, Victoria took in the enormous dining table, crowned with a lavish floral centerpiece. By a rough count, nearly thirty people were attending the luncheon.

Violet arrived arm-in-arm with McNeil. Simms and Yulia soon followed.

When the group saw Victoria had turned up as well, everyone-except for McNeil -couldn't hide their surprise.

"Looks like Mr. Garcia is really invested in Victoria," Yulia remarked, her tone edged with a faint, awkward smile.

Violet leaned toward McNeil and whispered, "Why don't we take those seats over there?" She nodded toward a spot away from Curtis and Victoria.

Victoria chose a seat at random, and Curtis immediately sat down beside her.

McNeil, however, didn't intend to sit too far away. Instead, he made his way toward Curtis, with Violet hurrying after him.

all. How was he supposed to chat if Victoria was in the

"This really isn't the place for you. Didn't you know the host arranged the guest list down to the last person? Don't

reply. She calmly picked up her water glass and took

more energy. If Victoria insisted on humiliating

in beside McNeil, who poured her some tea. She took a small sip, then glanced again at Victoria, her lips barely curled into a cool,

the guests were prominent figures from Starfall City's high society. Over the past few months, McNeil had brought Victoria to countless events-many people

knew Violet had

glance at McNeil-and with his nod of approval-Violet excused herself to chat with those curious

only a straight-A student and a racing enthusiast, but also a brilliant programmer. Turns out she's got quite the knack for

"McNeil, Violet wouldn't be where she is today without your guidance. Please keep looking out for

warmth in his expression

relationship with McNeil put him at ease —at least she was far more promising than his own

muttered, keeping his voice low. "Is she here to spy on Violet and McNeil? Doesn't she feel out of place, with

interested in her for anything beyond her looks. As for spying-please. If she couldn't keep her own husband in six years, what hope does she have here? Don't waste