The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 274

Silence stretched between them.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Isaac couldn't help glancing back and forth between the two.

"What's going on with you guys?"

He'd known them for years, but this was the first time it looked like they might actually throw punches.

Marcus glared at Curtis. "Take your hand off my race car model."

The model had originally been a gift from Victoria to Max, but Marcus had had other ideas. Suddenly, he didn't want anything Victoria had touched ending up in anyone else's hands-not even his nephew's.

Later, Marcus had swung by a collectibles shop and picked out a bigger, flashier car model for Max, lying that it was from Victoria. The real gift from her? Marcus kept it for himself, tucked away in his room.

a friend. You're telling me someone else gave it to you?

what, Curtis couldn't picture Victoria and Marcus being

Marcus that race car model, there was just no way those

he'd never make a move until she was single, after all the paperwork was done. He wasn't the kind

if Marcus tried to cut the line-if he

like the type to cross those lines. When did he get so shameless as to chase after

two of them were both gripping the race car

diffuse the tension. "Come on, guys. We're all friends here. It's

Marcus shot him

"Get lost."

"Buzz off."

hands and

the spectacle from the sidelines, making no

toward him. "What

like the

Violet fell silent.

and Violet knew what Curtis and Marcus

Violet with a sour taste