The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 273

"If you guys keep joking around like this, I'm out of here."

It was obvious they were putting her, the only woman in the room, right in the hot seat. She couldn't handle these kinds of risqué conversations—not even a little.

Isaac had no idea what McNeil was thinking and just kept up the banter.

"We're all adults here-what's there to be embarrassed about? Unlike the three of you, I'm still unattached. Nights alone can get awfully lonely, you know."

He shot a look at Curtis and Marcus. "You two used to be so picky-when did you suddenly find someone special? Where'd you meet them? Come on, set me up sometime!"

Violet nearly choked on her drink, trying hard not to laugh.

She glanced at McNeil, curiosity piqued. He stayed silent, but after so many years at his side, Violet could spot even the smallest shadow crossing his face.

Was McNeil upset because Victoria's name had come up just now?

McNeil rarely commented, but this time he did, his voice cool. "I wouldn't say their taste is all that great."

Violet took another sip, quietly relieved.

Maybe she was just overthinking it.

his friends. If word got out before the papers were signed, McNeil would end up the talk of the town-a humiliation

broke the tension. "Alright, enough already. Can we please have a normal conversation? At least show a little respect-I am still in the room, you know. Let's keep

mood, they shifted the

Still, Gwyneth couldn't

on, show us your latest finds." Gwyneth's curiosity was piqued, so

from an overseas trip and, as usual, had scored some impressive antiques. This was his ritual-every trip, he'd bring something back, and his friends would always

"You could easily afford your own collection, but you always treat my place like a

shameless. "Taking things from a friend is like the thrill of the chase- you know,

burst out laughing and didn't think twice about

his prized collectibles. When he opened the door, Gwyneth's eyes were immediately drawn to a car model mounted on the

"That's it," she whispered.

ahead, oblivious, but Max heard her. He

on the wall?" Max

Gwyneth nodded emphatically.

model hanging on Marcus's wall was the exact one she'd seen in her mom's car.

had noticed it

He walked

the model car altogether. He had an eye for rare treasures, and basic collectibles like that didn't even register. He was after the truly valuable

the car, stared up at