The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 251

Chapter 251

Yes, that was definitely hostility. He thought about it for a second-he hadn't done anything to offend McNeil lately, had he?

"Let's grab the cotton candy and head out. We'll take Gwyn to play, so you don't have to stick around."

Every word out of McNeil's mouth made it clear he didn't want Marcus there. Only then did Marcus remember-he was supposed to be buying cotton candy for Max.

"Wait, where's Gwyn?"

Violet snapped out of the cold war between the two men, suddenly realizing that Gwyneth was nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, Gwyneth was weaving through the crowd in the central square, searching for Max and Victoria. But there were so many people, she circled around and couldn't spot them anywhere. Only when she stopped did she realize she'd gotten separated from her dad and Violet.

"Dad? Violet?"

Panic crept in—a rare feeling for her as she looked everywhere, but saw no sign of McNeil or Violet.

That's when the fear really hit her. Tears welled up and spilled over, rolling down her cheeks like beads.

"Gwyn-!"

Back where McNeil and Violet were, they'd also started searching for Gwyneth. "I'll drop off the cotton candy and help look for her."

Realizing how serious things were, Marcus hurried off in the direction of Max and Victoria.

McNeil shot a cold glance Marcus's way, just in time to spot Victoria laughing as she talked to Max. For some reason, a sharp pang twisted in his chest. He tore his eyes away and forced himself to focus on finding his daughter.

what took you

looked up as Marcus arrived, the sparkler

"Gwyneth's missing."

to Max and

and then she disappeared. You two stay put, don't wander off. I'll help look for her and meet you back here. Fannie, please keep an eye on

Victoria with a knot of worry in her chest. How could Gwyneth have

help look for

known Gwyn since she was born-she'd watched her grow up, practically raised her. The thought

Miss Fannie. You don't know what Gwyneth looks like, but I do. Let me

was no way Victoria could leave a five-year-old alone.

child fanned out across the crowded square, calling

"Mr. Langford—!"

name, McNeil slowed down and turned, coming face to face

Because of Max, he didn't immediately turn and walk away. Instead, he gave Victoria a sarcastic little smile when he caught her anxious

"Busy, aren't you?"

words. Victoria looked at McNeil, a sharp pain tugging

shaky breath, lips trembling. "Gwyn's missing. Do you have

care of whoever you want. My daughter isn't your

the distance that looked like Gwyneth. He immediately slipped free of Victoria's grasp and dashed

bring a

two adults let her wander off

at her accusation, anger flaring

on her? Clearly, you and Marcus are

as you said,

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