The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 254

Georgia ignored Victoria, letting her come and go as she pleased.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when Violet's office door finally opened, that she looked over at her assistant.

"Where's Victoria? She's not here yet?"

Georgia, looking put out, stepped forward. "Victoria was here. She waited ten minutes, but when your office door didn't open, she got impatient and left. Said if you're too busy, she'll come see you when you have time."

As she spoke, Georgia couldn't resist stirring the pot. "Ms. Marchand, I tried to persuade her to stay, but Victoria doesn't take me seriously at all. If she wants to leave, there's nothing I can do to stop her-"

Violet's hands, resting on the edge of her desk, curled into fists for a moment before she forced herself to relax.

"Understood."

Georgia watched as Violet walked into her office and shut the door-harder than usual.

Suppressing a smirk, Georgia thought to herself: Some people just don't know their place. Victoria might be a deputy manager, but she'll learn soon enough who she shouldn't cross.

Inside, Violet sat at her desk, a knot tightening in her chest.

Last night, Gwyneth had been a handful crying and restless, tormented by nightmares after getting lost earlier in the day.

McNeil had stayed overnight at Winding Peak Lane for the first time, just to help look after Gwyneth.

slept a wink. Every time Gwyneth whimpered, she'd scoop her into her arms, gently rubbing her back and soothing her until, finally, the little girl drifted off around four in the morning. By then, Violet's

eyes-no amount of makeup could hide them. The frustration simmering

And yet-

now Victoria couldn't even be bothered to

phone and dialed straight through

I need to speak

spilled through the line. Curtis had just been interrupted mid-task, annoyance flickering across

"What is it?"

Victoria?" Violet launched in, wasting no time. "Do

to transfer to another department-isn't that within my

to Violet's complaints, his tone cool. "Didn't she already agree to move to the

conditions were met. Violet paused, knowing that was true-but Victoria's demands were steep, and even

wants a five percent stake from three companies, Mr.

Violet realized she might've gone too far and rushed to correct herself. "I mean, she's just a deputy manager. Who does she

with resentment from the

short, icy chuckle. "If she's as good as she claims, she can name her price. We have no right to mock her value assessment. This ends here—I'll

Violet stared at the receiver, stunned. Was Curtis really talking to her

to avoid offending her, always so careful, so deferential. Surrounded by McNeil and his friends,

all

meet me at Vertex Dynamics.