The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 227

"I think Ms. Turner is from the Investment Department, right? It's such a shame you're not in Tech."

Patrick's gaze lingered on Victoria, a spark of admiration in his eyes.

"I mean, Ms. Turner, you seem really skilled at game programming. That's usually something only the guys get into. I heard you're married-let me guess, your husband's a programmer too? Which company does he work for? Someone as talented as you must have an equally talented husband. Why not have him join us at Vertex Dynamics?"

Ailie's lips curled into a sly smile as her eyes drifted—almost involuntarily toward the table where McNeil and Violet sat together.

Sarcasm colored every arch of her brow. She almost blurted out, "Ms. Turner's husband is your very own Mr. Langford, and right now, he's sitting with that temptress Violet Marchand."

But she bit her tongue, not wanting to startle the group or embarrass Victoria.

McNeil was treating Violet with the utmost courtesy, going out of his way to make her comfortable, as if Victoria didn't even exist.

Victoria's identity as Mrs. Langford

the urge to stir the pot-though she couldn't

up and, out of the corner of her eye, caught

at her

and leaned over. "Is your

event like this? With Violet right there beside him,

at McNeil's table-stood up, pulling out a chair and calling loudly over Victoria's shoulder, "Mr. Pierce, you're finally here! We're just sitting down to eat-what took you so

Vertex Dynamics was making his way over. Victoria knew him well; Mr. Pierce had been one of

power, he made sure his old allies landed top positions at Vertex Dynamics-clear tokens of his

be rewarded with a divorce settlement that left her with nothing. McNeil was famous in Starfall City for repaying every kindness-his loyal

old story-like the fable of the farmer and

between her and McNeil. The thought left

his seat, McNeil didn't look