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

Yasmine, the one who often drove Victoria

a lollipop tucked between his lips. The moment he realized they weren't

this was supposed

plate and utensils, ignoring the

Mr. Curtis Garcia; my close friend and colleague,

Osborn up; Osborn shot Curtis a

new game from Quantum Core

almost imperceptibly-he couldn't tell if that

stop staring at Osborn. She

people who are either

voice was cool. "Handsome? I don't really see

rolled her eyes. "You're wasting a perfectly good

right beside Victoria, drawing a few wary glances from Curtis, who was just now realizing that this guy was

liked Victoria-just as much as he

assumed Victoria wasn't the social type, but

exchanging a few lukewarm pleasantries with Osborn, Curtis steered

wants you at his office tomorrow.

why McNeil wanted Victoria to go alone to Vertex Dynamics to sign a contract. Was he trying to poach her from Quantum

do you think, Mr. Garcia?" Victoria