The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 213

Ailie had been hoping to catch up with Victoria a little longer, but her phone rang- work was calling.

It was Violet's assistant, informing everyone about a mandatory department meeting, and the news immediately put Ailie in a sour mood.

"I never got any word from Mr. Garcia's assistant about a meeting," she protested.

Georgia's voice on the line was cool, even tinged with disdain. "The meeting was called by Ms. Marchand. Mr. Garcia will be present as well. Three o'clock sharp. No exceptions."

Ailie was so irritated she nearly tossed her phone across the room. "Look at her, back from the dead and already stirring up trouble. Couldn't that car accident have kept her out of our hair?"

Victoria, lying on the sofa, asked, "Something going on at the office?"

"That woman just announced a meeting for this afternoon. Wasn't she just discharged from the hospital? Doesn't she need to rest? It's not like the company can't function without her. She's all over the internet again-riding another wave of publicity. With luck like that, she should try the lottery instead of coming to work." Ailie was fuming now. Just the mention of Violet was enough to get her blood boiling.

Now that the Investment Department had been placed under Violet's supervision, any success she and Victoria achieved would end up credited to Violet, the so- called "outstanding deputy director." All their hard work, and someone else got to wear the crown.

the corporate ladder herself, but Violet's

serene and unflappable as ever. Ailie couldn't help but admire

own husband openly flaunting an affair right in front of her, she'd have shoved the other woman off the roof and kicked the cheating bastard down after her. She didn't care what happened to herself, but there was no way she'd let those

her bag. "Take care of yourself and get some rest. If Violet Marchand asks, I'll just say the company sent you

Victoria nodded. "Thanks."

scrolling through the latest online drama. Violet's and Vivian's fans were at each other's throats, both sides swearing their favorite

heating up, Haley came in, her expression slightly

says she's Mr. Osborn's mother. She'd like to

she doing here? Wasn't she supposed to be all

her I hurt my foot and can't greet her at

gone out to welcome Kimberly herself, out of respect. Back in Evermore City, whenever her eldest brother was away, Victoria had often found herself at the Clarks' dinner table, and the family had

escorted Mrs.

nearly fifty, was the picture of grace-elegant,

called out, her voice