The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 279

Haley had already gone upstairs.

"Ma'am, I think Mr. McNeil is here," she called out.

Haley always referred to Simms as "Mr. Turner," but to McNeil, she used "Mr. McNeil."

Victoria nodded. "Let him in."

This was a quiet neighborhood of villas, not just the Turners' home but several other families lived nearby. Victoria had no intention of disturbing the peace.

With permission, Haley headed out to open the door.

McNeil's car was already parked out front. He was just about to get out when his phone rang.

"Mr. Langford, Ms. Marchand just got out of the car..."

McNeil's tone was even. "Are you there?"

"No, sir," the driver replied. "She insisted on getting out, and I couldn't stop her. Honestly, it's not a safe area..."

McNeil's brows drew together. "Where exactly?"

The driver gave him the address.

the second-floor balcony, watching from above.

already crossing

around and sped

gate

"...?"

left standing

the car shot down the street, the urgency

had to guess, something must have happened with

fall back into place, showing no reaction to McNeil's abrupt

to drive straight to the address the driver

echoed. Soon after, he saw someone being escorted into

he spotted Violet crouched

his suit jacket and wrapped it

and shaken, Violet looked up and

"McNeil..."

moment, all she wanted was to collapse in his

held herself back, unwilling to show him her vulnerability.

her

her and lifted her into his arms, carrying her back to the

was still waiting.

I don't think Mr.

as she'd guessed. Victoria's face remained