The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 265

McNeil frowned at Gwyneth. "You ate candy? When was this?"

Gwyneth glanced at McNeil's car, catching a glimpse of Violet's clothes through the window. So Violet was here too?

Afraid her dad would blame Violet, she quickly explained, "It was that day I had cotton candy."

The day Gwyneth got lost had started with her begging for cotton candy. McNeil had bought some, but by the time he returned, she had disappeared. When they finally found her, it was the cotton candy that finally soothed her tears.

McNeil seemed satisfied with her answer. "No more sweets from now on, alright?"

Gwyneth nodded, avoiding looking at the car.

Violet had already seen them, but she hadn't expected Victoria to come pick up Gwyneth as well.

She'd been about to get out, but hesitated and chose to stay in the car instead. McNeil could handle things; there was no need for her to get involved.

the past few days had been so busy at the company with the new project in development. She'd only managed to come out today because she

him was more important than work. As for everyone else, she could

with Mom or Dad?" Victoria asked, her eyes flicking to the car. She wasn't blind-the shadowy figure behind the half-lowered window clearly wasn't McNeil's

as quickly as she used to. She looked up at her mom, not

and she shrank closer to Victoria,

showed no emotion and just patted his daughter's

to finish up. I'll see you at

wanted to ask if Victoria would be staying over

agreed, hurrying into

car. Violet didn't get out, didn't even look her way. A wave of disappointment

up and hug her, expecting her to be just as happy to see her.

Victoria asked, her heart aching at the sight of

Gwyneth replied, her voice small. The school nurse had cleaned her teeth and sternly told her no more late-night sweets, and to always