The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 190

Violet spent over an hour on the phone.

As soon as she realized the mix-up, she quickly reached out to several news outlets to stir up publicity for herself.

With any luck, tomorrow's front page would feature her dramatic maneuver at the track-she'd be making headlines before the race show even aired.

It was a shame about that video game deal. Otherwise, all three companies could have made a killing with her help this time.

After some coaxing from Violet, Gwyneth finally went to bed. But Victoria's earlier phone call still weighed on her mind her mom had promised her the game, but now she wasn't so sure it would happen.

She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep even as the clock crept past ten.

Now, she regretted ignoring her mom's call earlier. Was Victoria asleep by now? Or worse, was she angry at being ignored?

Gwyneth clicked on her bedside lamp. Next to her pillow sat the glow-in-the-dark jigsaw puzzle she and Violet had spent the whole evening putting together. It was beautiful.

her favorite things, and anything Gwyneth wanted to do,

close to Violet, but she couldn't stop thinking about her mom's promise. Torn between the two, she felt

the end, Gwyneth couldn't resist the temptation of the game. Late

spent at the racetrack with Osborn quickly caught up to her. After flipping just a few pages, she drifted off to sleep, her book

when Gwyneth called,

with no answer, she assumed

pounding with worry, she sulked for a while, then grew increasingly upset. If her mom was just lying to her,

room and came in to find Gwyneth clutching a stuffed animal, tears streaming down

wrong, Gwyn? Did something

worse. She pouted, her tears falling faster. "Mommy didn't answer my calls. She's ignoring

"Come on now, maybe she didn't mean to. But it was you who ignored her call first, right? Maybe she's a little upset

the sound of a car engine drifted in from outside-McNeil was

hearing his daughter's cries as he came

"What's going on?"