The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 185

"Sorry, I have to take an important call."

Stein rose from his seat, bringing his phone to his ear as he strolled away,

pretending to be deep in conversation. In reality, he hadn't even bothered to swipe

to answer.

Violet was left standing alone, a glass of red wine in her hand, surrounded by more than thirty of the city's most powerful figures. Her poise was undeniable, but a hint of awkwardness colored her expression.

Somewhere in the crowd, a few people chuckled quietly, their laughter tinged with malice and schadenfreude.

For years, Violet and her company had been squeezed by the twin corporate giants—The Langford Group and Golden Era Enterprises. When the tech boom hit, everyone scrambled to claim their share, but none could outmaneuver Curtis.

As luck would have it, Curtis had connections to both of those powerhouses, leaving the rest with no choice but to accept his dominance.

Everyone knew why Stein had come to Starfall City, and it was obvious whose side he'd take. Even those with no real chance of winning still showed up, if only for the spectacle. No one had expected Stein to bypass the three obvious picks and instead choose to partner with a no-name startup nobody had even heard of.

Honestly, this twist was more satisfying than any mindless soap opera.

"Ms. Marchand, Mr. Campbell chose V&S Group ages ago. Even Mr. Garcia hasn't made a move yet-maybe don't be so quick to jump in."

ago, the Dixon family had been untouchable in Starfall City's business scene, but since McNeil took over the

of frustration seemed to erupt at once. His words made Violet flush, her cheeks alternately red and pale. She clutched her glass, her

her. Violet was standing up for Quantum Core Technologies and getting shot down for it, but Curtis seemed oblivious,

when someone called his name, he remained impassive, as if he hadn't heard

left off. "Whether it's an established conglomerate, an up-and-coming tech firm, or some unknown startup, he has his reasons. Unless, Mr. Dixon, you have an issue with Mr. Campbell's

was calm but carried an unmistakable weight. Keith's face went ashen, and he shrank back, unwilling to utter

openly defending her, Violet felt a rush of relief. Simms shot Keith a

one dared mock or belittle Violet

even come to blows, but no one was foolish enough to provoke

politics, but nobody dared cross the political elite—

wasn't crazy enough to start that

was unwavering; with his backing, Violet's position in

McNeil spoke up for Violet. Like Curtis, she had no

collaborate with her firm felt like a lifeline-she owed him big now. After a few minutes outside, Stein returned to the head table, this time choosing a seat away from

the city's power players gathered around Stein as he prepared to leave, the organizers escorting him to his

like us to have that young woman-Victoria-keep you company tonight? Or shall

the rooftop helipad, and the organizers were following his itinerary to the

and looked

Louie, don't

Director Louie