The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 218

Ailie couldn't help feeling indignant on Victoria's behalf, though Victoria herself didn't seem to mind at all.

There was nothing Ailie could do except stick close to Victoria, just in case Violet decided to make things difficult for her.

By 8:30 sharp, the executives had gathered outside the company building.

Victoria noticed that Maynard was driving the same Mercedes as before, not the usual company van. Since when did McNeil start preferring sedans? But then, it wasn't really her business.

Curtis caught sight of Victoria and, despite the surprise and a hint of confusion, looked pleased. Wasn't she supposed to come only when she felt like it? Why the sudden urgency?

"Ailie, you and Ms. Turner will take the company bus," Georgia announced, appearing out of nowhere and calling Victoria out by name right in front of Curtis. Curtis had half a mind to offer Victoria a seat in his own car, but with so many people around today, it wouldn't look good. Back when Victoria was his assistant, she could get away with riding along, but now, any special treatment would have everyone talking.

Downstairs, a company shuttle waited—a minibus McNeil had arranged specifically for the top executives from Quantum Core Technologies.

thirty

He stepped out to

let her hair fall softly around her shoulders. Her air remained gentle and serene, though there was a new sharpness

straight over

Violet nodded. "Yes."

for reasons even she might not have understood,

Turner, would you like to ride with us in Mr. Langford's

gaze was calm and unreadable as

with a cold, dismissive tone. "My

enough for everyone to hear. The whole group, Curtis included, looked on

assumed Ms. Marchand was just trying to save face for Mr. Garcia,

Victoria replied. She declined Violet's invitation, but to the onlookers, it looked like she was turning down a golden

rippled through the