The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 242

Victoria felt a tug at her heart.

She'd always known Max's story was a sad one. He was just five-so young to have lost both parents. That soft, vulnerable place inside her felt as if it had been pricked.

"I don't have anything urgent later. I can go with you."

She asked Marcus which preschool Max attended. When Marcus told her, surprise flickered in Victoria's eyes.

Gwyn went to that school, too. Both children were actually classmates.

Marcus noticed the surprise. "Something wrong?"

Victoria shook her head lightly. "No, I just realized a friend's child goes there as well."

She had no intention of telling Marcus about Gwyneth. They weren't close, and it wasn't his business.

"I have a friend whose daughter goes there-her

lingered on him for a moment. It seemed Marcus had

sip of water, hiding her reaction

always been a sweet, easygoing kid. Lately, though, he's been

confidante now, chatting as if they were old friends. The thought of McNeil's daughter

and gentle, always greeting the adults sweetly with her charming

her attitude turning aloof

care to meddle in the McNeil family's affairs. He just told Max to keep his distance from Gwyneth and, if

more and more unruly. Who knew what kind of influence McNeil's new partner had on her? It was no wonder, Marcus thought, that once Violet came back, McNeil and Violet had grown so close again. Perhaps this time, things would actually work

kids had a falling

hadn't been able to spend much time with her daughter lately, but she

Gwyneth was better at first, and Max, being a boy, couldn't stand losing to a girl. Then Max met you—after you taught him how to play, he finally beat her. Now, every time they see each other, it's

his water glass, shaking his head

children— especially Max. She seemed far more

tried to pursue Victoria, Max might actually be his best