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?

they actually thought little

up in Gwyneth's arms, neither man had the heart to snatch it away from

watched the two kids racing out of the room,

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

two ever truly fell for each other when they got older, his life's mission would be to split

car like a couple of jealous hens.

murderous glares shot in

Correction-three.

spine. A glance over his shoulder told him McNeil wasn't looking too friendly,

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

as if being

and Marcus had both been devoted to her once, and she'd never seen them act like

and Marcus were

room was palpable, until

Garcia, Mr.

staff to interrupt their gatherings-unless something was

Marcus and Curtis's argument was now firmly

that moment, Marcus's mood only

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