The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 224

Chapter 224

It wasn't just Patrick-everyone in Vertex Dynamics' tech department had fallen silent. In an effort to curry favor with Violet, someone eagerly pulled out a chair at the head of the conference table for her, but in the process, the chair slid and slammed hard into Victoria's foot.

Her ankle had only recently healed, so the sudden jolt of something solid against the injured spot sent a sharp, familiar pain shooting up her leg.

She frowned. Patrick finally realized he'd just hit someone, but with Violet to greet, he didn't even bother to look apologetic.

"Ms. Marchand, please take a seat."

Henry grinned. "Patrick, why don't you make some tea?"

"Oh, right, right! How could I forget? Ms. Marchand prefers jasmine tea. I'll bring some little cakes as well."

Violet smiled politely. "No need to go to all that trouble every time I visit. And please, bring some for Ms. Turner too."

at her but said

Every time?

for everyone to know her preferences-her favorite

up, her tone even. "Don't worry about me. I don't have a sweet tooth. Just

Please, continue as if I'm not here. At Quantum Core Technologies, I've led a game development project myself—ran into some bugs, got pretty interested in

help but feel nervous. Anyone with eyes and ears

and went as she pleased, and throughout the company, people treated her as if she

visit the company. For six years, she'd never once set foot in any firm under The Langford Group, let alone Vertex Dynamics-the company they'd conquered

more ironic than any fiction. Victoria had always thought McNeil kept her away to give her a peaceful, quiet life,

hidden her sharp edges, folded her wings, and played the part of his canary in a gilded cage. She hadn't realized he

into, the one built with her relentless effort, was

woman.

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