The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 234

Violet beamed, her eyes crinkling with warmth.

McNeil frowned. "Yesterday, you called your mom. She said she was away on a business trip?"

Gwyneth nodded, a little confused. "Yeah..."

Something felt off today. Dad had never cared much about where Mom went before.

"Let's get in the car."

Violet was quick to usher them along, not wanting father and daughter to linger on the topic of Victoria. McNeil's expression stayed stony as he waited for Violet and Gwyneth to climb in, then closed the door behind them. Leaning down to the half- open window, he met Violet's eyes.

"You and Gwyn head home. I've got some things I need to finish at the office."

Violet paused, caught off guard. "What time will you be back tonight? I'll ask the chef to prepare you something for supper."

"That won't be necessary," McNeil replied coolly.

That evening, Curtis invited Victoria and Ailie out for dinner.

Osborn wouldn't stop calling, practically harassing Victoria, until she finally had to ask Curtis for approval.

if I invited a friend to join

meant Yasmine, the one who often drove

lollipop tucked between his lips.

was supposed to be our

handed him a plate and utensils,

my boss, Mr. Curtis Garcia; my close friend and colleague, Ailie. And

shot Curtis a

game from Quantum Core Technologies is impressive,"

shifted almost imperceptibly-he couldn't tell if that was a compliment

stop staring at Osborn. She leaned in

only know people who

cool. "Handsome? I don't really see

her eyes. "You're

made a point of squeezing in right beside Victoria, drawing a few wary glances from Curtis, who was just now realizing that this guy was a serious

liked Victoria-just as much as

Victoria wasn't the social type, but clearly,

exchanging a few lukewarm pleasantries with Osborn, Curtis steered the conversation

you at his office tomorrow. What's your take on

to go alone to Vertex Dynamics

do you think, Mr.