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?

a moment, they actually thought

in Gwyneth's arms, neither man had the heart

out of the room, especially Max.

little traitor, it seemed. The boy wasn't even grown yet, and already

each other when they got older,

you two," Isaac drawled, "glaring at each other over a toy car like a couple of jealous

glares shot in

Correction-three.

shrank back, an uneasy chill creeping up his spine. A glance over his shoulder told him McNeil wasn't looking too

remembered there's some wine left in the

if being chased

been devoted to her once, and she'd never

Curtis and Marcus were practically

room was palpable, until a

Green, Mr. Garcia, Mr. Langford, Ms.

to

Marcus and Curtis's argument was now firmly in Gwyneth's

that moment, Marcus's

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