The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 275

Chapter 275

II

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Gwyneth could hardly believe that something she'd wanted for so long was suddenly hers.

She clung to it tightly, her big, shining eyes darting between Curtis and Marcus, wide as saucers.

McNeil leaned in close to his daughter, his expression calm. "Say thank you to your uncles."

Gwyneth beamed. "Thank you, Mr. Garcia. Thank you, Mr. Green!"

Before any of the adults could react, Max grabbed Gwyneth's hand and dashed off with her.

Curtis and Marcus stood rooted to the spot, their faces flushed, necks stiff.

Just now, as they'd looked at Gwyneth, both men, for reasons they couldn't quite explain, had thought of the same person.

Victoria? Fannie?

Were they hallucinating? Losing their minds?

absurd, but for a moment, they actually thought little Gwyneth resembled

in Gwyneth's arms, neither man

out of the room, especially

The boy wasn't even grown yet, and already he'd

truly fell for each other when they got older,

you two," Isaac drawled, "glaring at each other over a toy car like a couple of jealous hens. It's not

glares shot in Isaac's

Correction-three.

A glance over

remembered there's some wine left

off, as if being

been devoted to her once, and she'd never seen them

and Marcus were practically at each

was palpable, until a housekeeper stepped

Garcia,

staff to interrupt

Curtis's argument was now

that moment, Marcus's mood

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