The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 269

"Victoria, starting today, you're officially part of our IT department. That means you can't play for the other team anymore," George announced, a wry smile on his

face.

"All we're doing here is working hard to provide for our families, trying to make a bit more so life gets a little easier. I hope you'll be able to stick with us through thick and thin. Let's not let all our hard work go to waste again."

Victoria couldn't help but be amused by George's speech. Was he welcoming her or warning her? His words sounded like a dressing down, but every sentence seemed to highlight her achievements.

After all, in the last game development project, Victoria had almost single- handedly secured the team a hefty bonus-enough to double everyone's salary

for two years.

When word came that Victoria was joining the IT department, no one was more excited than George. He'd barely slept the night before as he tried to come up with the perfect way to welcome her.

"I understand. I won't let everyone down again," Victoria replied. All she'd wanted was to reclaim the intellectual property that belonged to her, but she'd ended up dragging the whole department into the mess. She felt genuinely apologetic about that.

"Now, let's give a warm welcome to Ms. Turner, the newest member of our IT department!"

The office erupted in applause, so much so that Violet, passing by with her assistant, couldn't help but frown and shoot a look at Georgia.

a company, not a pep rally. Tell them to

changed course, heading straight

and she couldn't help but notice it was covered with an assortment

so they went a little overboard. Had nothing to do with me. But just so

always wore such a fierce expression when talking to her; his words, though, never quite matched

you," she said

turned and walked away, still

desk. "Ms. Marchand's assistant needs a file. Please find it and bring it over as soon

assistant always seem to need her for these things? Was Violet supervising the IT department

she could go

minutes and still nothing. Since you're so busy, I came to get it myself,"

truth-from the time she'd been notified to now, it had barely been five minutes. Yet Georgia

in Victoria's mind: the last time she'd tried to see Violet, she'd been left waiting in the

and

leave and almost called after her to say she'd taken the wrong one, but

her head,

three minutes later, the phone rang. She was summoned

asked, her voice even. The