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?

for a moment, they actually thought little Gwyneth resembled the women

Gwyneth's arms, neither man had the heart to snatch it

kids racing out of

yet, and already he'd forgotten his uncle the moment he had

fell for each other when

Isaac drawled, "glaring at each other over a toy car like

shot in

Correction-three.

uneasy chill creeping up his spine. A glance over his shoulder

remembered there's some wine left in the living room. I'll go

as if

and Marcus had both been devoted to her once, and she'd

and Marcus were practically at

the room was palpable,

Garcia, Mr. Langford, Ms.

rare for the staff to

cause of Marcus and Curtis's argument was now firmly in

that moment, Marcus's mood

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