The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 248

McNeil said nothing, and his silence was far more intimidating than any words he could have spoken.

Violet pressed her lips together, a note of stubborn defiance creeping into her

voice.

"No one can take Gwyn's mom away from her. Even if someone tried, your dad would never allow it."

As soon as she finished, Violet glanced at McNeil, hoping he would contradict her. But McNeil simply helped Gwyneth into the car, then took his place in the driver's seat without a word.

Sitting in the back with Gwyneth, Violet could feel the car accelerating, the speed creeping higher and higher. It was as if McNeil had a storm raging inside him, and he was trying to burn it off with the engine's power.

He'd meant to drive Gwyneth home, but when she refused to go, he had no choice but to bring her to the office.

and Owen arrived at the restaurant first; when McNeil and Violet walked in, they found both of them

three of you together-you really are

side once they'd made it to the top. Scenes of family harmony, especially with a child present, were almost unheard of. But watching Mr. and Mrs. Langford

young and devoted as you

shyly at McNeil. When he showed no sign of correcting

old hands from Evermore City's political circles, sensed something was off. This "Mrs. Langford" was far too cautious, and every time someone mentioned "husband and wife," she looked

tension,

"Gwyn, say hello."

transformed into a little angel. "Hello, Uncle! Hello,

I want that one. I can't

request, Gwyneth unwittingly exposed the truth: Violet

use the restroom, murmuring an apology, and shook his head as he

a few minutes longer before