The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 186

Director Louie was sweating bullets. He knew full well that Stein had made it clear -no one was to disturb him. But McNeil was another big shot he couldn't afford to

offend.

As Louie stood there, caught between a rock and a hard place, Stein broke the silence.

"Director Louie, tell my assistant to wait for me on the rooftop."

Relieved as if he'd just been granted a pardon, Louie blurted out a hasty "Sure!" and practically stumbled out of the room.

With everyone else gone, Stein's expression grew even colder.

"So, what is it you want to say?"

"In the military, interfering with a soldier's marriage can land you in prison-or worse. General Campbell is a high-ranking officer. If he's getting involved in someone else's marriage, it wouldn't be out of place for him to face a court- martial, would it?"

McNeil's tone was icy, his anger barely contained. He was sure now-the man shacking up with Victoria was standing right in front of him.

Stein gave a dismissive laugh. "Is Mr. Langford even married? From what I've seen, his world has always been a bachelor's playground. Otherwise, why flaunt a girlfriend with no official title in public?"

McNeil's jaw clenched so tight it looked like he might grind his teeth to dust. "My personal life is none of your business. I don't owe you an explanation."

Stein wasn't interested in arguing.

wife, then no one's destroying your marriage. You're the only one making a mess of it, McNeil. And you'd better remember who you're talking to. When the military court

never wanted to punch someone as badly as he did now. If he didn't get

"McNeil?"

the bend at the end of the hallway. Stein glanced indifferently over his shoulder; McNeil forced himself to unclench his fists, letting

following the path he'd just taken. She spotted him at

crackling between the two men. The air was thick with

I didn't expect to see you here," she greeted, her tone

acknowledging her. He didn't owe her-or McNeil-so much as a nod. He walked on, eyes straight ahead, as

such chilly indifference, felt a wave of discomfort. But Stein

to McNeil. "What did you want with

intuition, but Violet sensed that something wasn't quite right between McNeil

there bad blood between you

face remained hard. "Let's

he didn't wait for Violet.

luncheon ended, Victoria drove Marcus's car to his office, planning to return

feel free to keep it a bit longer. Your own car's engine is still

insisted on returning the keys. She didn't want to owe anyone favors —especially not Marcus, who was McNeil's friend. If she ever finished what she'd set

Marcus had no choice but to

free tonight? Max misses you, and I'd love to take you out for dinner. You always say you don't have time, so

see Victoria. No woman had ever intrigued him the way she did-she

she'd chosen to become a race mechanic. A woman as beautiful and talented as her was

an excuse, not