The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 246

A shadow flickered across McNeil's eyes.

"Her affairs have nothing to do with me."

Violet nodded quickly. "Of course. I won't ask about her again."

It was obvious—just mentioning Victoria McNeil instantly soured his mood. He must really despise that woman.

Violet checked the time. "Gwyn's almost out of school. How about I pick her up while you stay here with the guests?"

"No need," McNeil replied. "It's all arranged. We'll bring Gwyn home together, then head back to the office for dinner."

"Alright."

No matter how assertive Violet could be in public, in front of McNeil she was always unfailingly polite and obedient, as meek and gentle as a lamb.

Outside the school, Marcus and Victoria had already gotten out of the car and were waiting.

a familiar place for Gwyneth, but for Victoria, this was the first time she'd come here without the intention of picking her up. She figured if

so as soon as Max appeared, he spotted him. Max saw Marcus too, but wasn't expecting

to Marcus as usual, Max nearly

"Miss Fannie!"

together. Every time he saw other kids get picked up from school by both their parents, a quiet envy would rise in his chest, something he could only swallow back

though his uncle and Miss Fannie weren't his parents, their presence still meant the world to him—a child's simple longing and hope-so today he was

hair as he took his backpack. "You're always running

climb into the car, he suddenly stopped and

just remembered something I'll be right

Marcus puzzled. Victoria just smiled. "Let him be, he's

but remember when Gwyneth was even younger, scampering everywhere with that

he was certain-she truly loved children. If they ever got married, would they have

finally finding

goofy face at her. Gwyneth's cheeks flushed bright red with anger, but

after him but only managed

full of himself," she muttered. "Well, Violet comes to pick me up, too." She grabbed her backpack and stormed out, cheeks still puffed with frustration. At the school gate, she spotted McNeil's car-and Violet climbing out. Instantly, Gwyneth's mood lifted a bit as she ran

and called out, "Hey,