The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 187

Victoria stopped by the office that afternoon to ask Curtis for three days off.

She needed the time for the upcoming race and to help Osborn with his final test drive-there was no way she could make it into work.

Curtis watched her enter, a dozen questions swirling through his mind.

He agreed to her request, but couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"So, Victoria... you and Mr. Campbell-do you know each other?"

Maybe Victoria wasn't as straightforward as he'd once thought. Aside from knowing she was married and in the middle of a messy separation, Curtis realized how little he truly understood about her. He didn't even know where she lived, let alone who her husband was.

Was it possible Victoria's divorce was because of her own infidelity? Had she cheated-with Stein, of all people? He couldn't figure out why these thoughts kept connecting in his mind, and even he had to admit how ridiculous it sounded: a general from Evermore City and a married woman from Starfall, barely even out of Curtis's sight-could she really be Mr. Campbell's secret lover?

"So, where are you headed? Off to see Mr. Campbell?" The words slipped out before Curtis could stop himself. Mr. Campbell had left on a private jet that afternoon-was Victoria planning to join him?

The idea was driving Curtis crazy. He didn't want to ask, but he couldn't seem to help himself.

anything. "No, it's just some personal stuff. Why

fact, they'd hardly exchanged more than five words. How had Curtis even guessed

things. Never mind-go ahead and take your time off." Curtis forced himself to drop it. If he really wanted to know whether Victoria was still in Starfall, he could always call her during

of jealousy, like some possessive boyfriend. But the truth was, Victoria had never given him any reason

distance from him since joining the

hand the whole time. Once she stepped outside

these last few days? Osborn's threatening to quit

about Osborn. Victoria gave a wry smile. "I'm on my way now, but my car's in the shop. I'll need

your location. I'll

about three blocks from the office before sharing her

took Lyndon over twenty minutes to

Violet was just leaving the office. She didn't notice Victoria, but she did

seeing this right? Had she actually bumped into one of the

real Vivian had disappeared for good, supposedly settling down and marrying. No one expected a married woman to return to the grueling world of Formula One, especially not when the job meant living out of hotels, surrounded by male engineers, working late nights, and constantly traveling with the team. What husband would tolerate his wife in that environment? And with

been questioned. She wore the title confidently, and with her genuine talent, no

Violet's heart skipped a beat. Could Vivian really

sat in the passenger seat while Lyndon drove her straight