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.

had hopes of climbing the corporate ladder herself,

who remained as serene and unflappable as ever. Ailie couldn't help

front of her, she'd have shoved the other woman off the roof and kicked

get some rest. If Violet Marchand asks, I'll just say the company sent you on a

Victoria nodded. "Thanks."

the couch with her phone, scrolling through the latest online drama. Violet's and Vivian's fans were at each other's throats, both sides swearing their favorite was the real deal. The debate was so fierce, Victoria almost forgot her

things were heating up, Haley came in, her expression slightly

there's a lady outside-she says she's Mr. Osborn's

looked up, surprised. Kimberly? What was she doing here? Wasn't she

said. "Tell her I hurt my foot and can't greet

City, whenever her eldest brother was away, Victoria had often found herself at the Clarks' dinner table, and the family had always treated her warmly. If Kimberly hadn't noticed her

up as Haley escorted Mrs. Kimberly

the picture of

called out,