The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 192

She hadn't volunteered to go; it was only because Gwyneth had tried calling her, couldn't get through, and left a message asking her to pick her up from preschool at noon-apparently, McNeil and Violet weren't available.

Just to be sure, Victoria called McNeil herself, but he didn't answer.

Almost half an hour later, McNeil finally texted her, confirming that she should pick Gwyneth up after school.

Yasmine worked on her laptop while waiting for Victoria. As school dismissal drew near, Victoria changed into a beige maxi dress, threw on a casual brown wool coat, and headed out looking fresh and put-together.

Halfway to the preschool, her phone rang. It was someone from her company's tech department: "Ms. Turner, we need you in IT right away. We've hit a critical problem that needs your personal attention."

Victoria was surprised they'd reach out to her directly. "I've already arranged time off with Mr. Garcia. I might not be able to come in."

But the head of IT wasn't letting up. "Ms. Turner, this is about a major internal software vulnerability-left over from the last game you developed. No one else here can fix it. You know how it goes: only the person who tied the knot can untie it. And tomorrow, the whole company will be out supporting Ms. Marchand at her competition-no one will be around. Please, you need to come now. This is urgent."

He hung up before she could protest further. Victoria knew if she didn't show up, they'd just keep pestering her.

me to Quantum Core Technologies," she told Yasmine with a sigh. She had no choice

Gwyneth should wait a bit longer after school-she had

enough, the system was flooded with lines of garbled code- clearly the work of a

was an issue from her previous project, and tried to explain,

stay and join them, digging through the program to fix the errors. Time slipped away quickly.

until she finally made it out of IT that she remembered-Gwyneth

to drive her to the preschool. The teacher looked genuinely surprised

mom-what brings

and I'm late.

only had a half day today. All the kids went

and Gwyneth was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. I

the backs of a handsome man and a beautiful woman taking Gwyneth away at the front gate that morning. She'd seen Gwyneth holding the woman's hand and simply assumed

realized the teacher must have seen McNeil and Violet. If they'd already picked Gwyneth up,

in her pocket. No caller ID, but she knew