The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 194

Violet watched Victoria's retreating figure, Lyndon trailing faithfully at her side. A shadow crossed Violet's eyes.

She quickened her pace to catch up, but by the time she entered the venue, Victoria had already vanished.

Maybe Victoria just knew someone here and slipped in through a side door, Violet thought. After all, a woman like Victoria-nothing but pride and pampered airs- couldn't possibly have achieved anything meaningful on her own.

As Violet stepped onto the track, her bright yellow racing suit turned heads everywhere. The crowd erupted the moment they saw her, fans waving signs with her name scrawled across them, shouting with wild enthusiasm.

The sight of it all set Violet's pride ablaze, and in an instant, she cast aside any thoughts of Victoria.

Really, someone like Victoria wasn't worth her concern.

needed to be here, on today's race—and on the one rival who'd nearly matched her time in the qualifiers. That driver was the only

racers held something back. But with fans watching and McNeil present that day, she'd been forced to push herself to the limit just to edge out her

was bound to be a fierce battle. She'd stirred up enough headlines in the media already-now she

is your

registered the question, but then, glancing around, she realized she was surrounded

once "Violet," was

Remember when that game got pulled from the store and everyone lost their minds? But the hype was insane. Now they bring it

misread it. The developer name was "Vivian." Ever since the real Vivian retired and got married, Violet had

had been taken down, and Mr. Garcia had sold it off. Now,

the old affection he once had. Whatever feelings

about to call her, Violet's number flashed on his screen. He slipped away from the noisy crowd, finding a quiet corner to

see the ads?" Violet demanded, not bothering with pleasantries. The looming race was far from her mind