The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 212

Hearing Yasmine stammer, Victoria looked up from her paperwork, fixing her with a calm but expectant gaze.

"If there's a problem, just say it," she prompted.

Yasmine took a quiet, steadying breath before she finally spoke. "Mr. Clark says he doesn't want a salary. No bonuses, either."

Victoria's brows arched in surprise. "Then what does he want?"

For legal reasons-and to keep prying eyes away from the true owner-Victoria had put Osborn down as the official head of V&S Group. Honestly, Osborn came from so much money that he could burn it for fun, and both his grandfather and his father, Jed Clark, were desperate for him to settle down. They wanted him to do something more productive than racing cars or partying with his usual crowd.

She'd registered the company with Osborn's ID. He didn't have to invest a penny, and she'd even arranged for him to get a two percent cut of the annual profits. It gave him a legitimate business to show the Clark family, and for her, it kept things simple.

Yasmine hesitated, looking awkward. "He said he wants to sell himself—"

She stopped, realizing how that sounded, and quickly corrected herself. "I mean, he wants to offer himself to you."

stomach, half from anger, half from the urge to laugh. She truly

this month," she said dryly. "If he

"Yes, ma'am."

hurried off. Victoria picked up her phone and called Curtis to request

game had exploded online, and everyone in the office was talking. Some said Curtis had sold the game just to protect Victoria, and now all the effort and time the tech team had poured in was wasted. The company didn't make a

tiny, no-name startup. No one could

had already decided to give Victoria some time off until

Ailie to

with a large box and Curtis's regards, dropping

didn't tell him about my foot, did you?" Victoria asked, not bothering to open the

Ailie waved her hand. "I'm not

had broken her foot, Ailie had been terrified, but she relaxed once she learned it wasn't serious. She'd wanted to visit, but Curtis had roped her into delivering the gift instead. She figured her boss was just too embarrassed to

the box. "Not that he doesn't deserve it. The

box toward Victoria. "Go on, let's see what he got you." Victoria didn't really care,