The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 243

Marcus pulled out a chair for Victoria with genuine care, then draped her coat over her shoulders.

Victoria had to admit, Marcus was the sort of thoughtful, attentive man women always said they wanted.

The only problem was, he was a friend of McNeil's—and Victoria had never liked any of McNeil's friends.

She knew exactly what they whispered about her behind her back.

"Thank you," she said politely, but then put some distance between them.

Marcus had been hoping to use the opportunity of helping her with her coat to slip an arm around her waist, but before he could act, Victoria had already stepped away. He withdrew his hand with practiced ease, offered her a gentlemanly gesture to lead the way, and stayed close by her side as they left.

Meanwhile, at the office, McNeil was deep in the middle of handling some important matters when his phone rang-the preschool was calling.

He frowned slightly as he took the call.

insists you have to pick her up after school. She even said she doesn't want

all over the place lately-sometimes she was fine, sometimes she wasn't, and her homework was hit or miss. The preschool was the best private academy in Starfall City, catering to the city's elite. When Gwyneth enrolled, the staff had been specifically instructed to communicate with the mothers as much as

the teachers usually didn't know exactly who they were dealing with. Still, everyone understood the fathers were some of the most influential

refused to give her the car. Maybe that was what

he replied. "Tell Gwyneth I'll pick her

up, his expression growing

Gwyneth had only gotten worse

have the driver pick

get

the only

still in a meeting, planning to put in overtime that evening to clear her workload. McNeil's call interrupted her plans. Out of his sight, she raised an eyebrow, irritation flickering across her face, though her voice was gentle and

up Gwyneth? Sure. I'll drop what

Violet allowed

a few department heads arrived. She'd called them for a meeting,