The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 235

If Victoria made even the slightest move, they'd pick up on it in an instant.

She had no desire to invite trouble.

Her expression was cool, giving nothing away-calm, collected, as if none of this mattered.

But beneath the table, where Curtis couldn't see, her palm had already broken out in a thin layer of sweat.

"Mr. Garcia, if you send Victoria to the tech department, does that mean I won't see her anymore?"

Ailie was clearly unhappy. She had finally found someone she could actually talk to, and now Victoria, who'd only been in the Investment Department a few days, was about to be transferred elsewhere.

She wasn't ready to let go.

"You could always go to the tech department too, if you want."

Curtis was only teasing, but Ailie shot him a glare.

"Right, and next you'll be asking a fox to do a tiger's job. I wouldn't understand a single line of code over there-don't torture me."

not her thing, and Curtis's joke had gone way too

their banter, patiently waiting for over twenty minutes. When it seemed like they'd

Good, because I'd like a turn

the man kept his gaze fixed on Victoria, sitting closer to her than Curtis

long have you known our

size up the competition. From the looks of it, Victoria probably had a backup plan if she ever got divorced. Considering her talent and looks, Curtis wouldn't be surprised if there were other

long do

to a meal with Victoria. He

sincerity that made the air shift. "Vicky, I really like that scarf you knitted for me. When are you going to make me a sweater? Lyndon

a little playful, carried a teasing affection. Under the table, Curtis's fists

skeptical-she was always so busy at work, when would she have had time to knit

made it during her recent time off.

worse.

given her time away to relax, and she'd spent it doting

squeeze in the scarf, but I probably won't

Kimberly, was always digging holes, and Victoria constantly had to fill

known, she would

would've saved her this