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.

I invited a friend to

assumed she meant Yasmine, the one who

tucked between his lips.

this was supposed to be

him a plate and utensils,

my close friend and colleague, Ailie. And this is Osborn, an old

shot Curtis a glance in

Garcia, that new game from Quantum

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

meanwhile, couldn't stop staring at Osborn. She leaned

only know people who are either loaded

cool. "Handsome? I

eyes. "You're

He made a point of squeezing in right beside Victoria, drawing a few wary glances from Curtis,

man liked Victoria-just as much as he

social type, but clearly, her circle was

few lukewarm pleasantries with Osborn, Curtis steered

you at his office tomorrow. What's your take

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

think, Mr. Garcia?" Victoria