The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 276

Violet couldn't help but feel a secret thrill inside.

McNeil had been almost absurdly attentive to her, and she followed him toward the front gate.

Sure enough, a crowd had gathered outside Marcus's villa.

As soon as Violet stepped out, a storm of cameras erupted-reporters and paparazzi raising their long lenses, snapping away at her and McNeil as if their lives depended on it.

"Ms. Marchand, look over here!"

"Ms. Marchand, you look stunning today!"

"Ms. Marchand, I love you! I want to give you everything I have!"

Someone in the crowd boldly shouted their love for Violet, right in front of McNeil.

More admirers followed suit, tossing bouquets over the fence, gifts of all sizes raining down into Marcus's garden.

It was tulip season, and Marcus's garden was overflowing with rare and beautiful blooms. Now, those treasured flowers were being battered and crushed beneath the avalanche of presents.

"Thank you, everyone, for your affection," Violet called out, her smile gentle but firm. "But this is private property, so I have to ask you all to head home."

"Ms. Marchand, when will we see you back on the F1 circuit? We'd do anything to see justice for what happened to you in that crash!"

be you, using your name for all

quiet weekend gathering with McNeil's friends

with McNeil, she always dressed to impress. In moments like these, she was

fine. The accident didn't leave any lasting damage. As for people

stood poised just inside the villa, as close to the fans as possible, tall and

every question with patience and warmth, her sincerity only fueling her fans' fervor. Some

out of control, McNeil called his

he said, shielding Violet. Every time she made

idea they'd manage to track us down here," Violet

his expression darkening. "Let's

was going to need a full garden

out of nowhere, a bouquet landed squarely in Violet's arms, hitting her chest. Luckily, it wasn't heavy,

been watching the commotion from the third floor, picking the best vantage

his carefully tended garden destroyed left Marcus in

was stunned. "What did Violet do to get this famous? Did

a glare at

only our company's

deepened. "Isaac, next time you want to invite them both, have the party at your

Isaac could only sigh.

for the night, already tense after the incident with the racecar

I'm so sorry. I really didn't expect my fans to follow us here and