The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 289

"Mmm..."

Violet had been explaining things to McNeil, her tone confident and authoritative—

a real expert. Ailie listened with a cold smirk. She actually had friends in direct contact with the CEO of EmilyTech Solutions, and even they didn't know as much as Violet seemed to.

Only Victoria understood: Violet was doing all this for Allian's sake.

Dinner dragged on for nearly three hours. In the end, Violet was the host, but it was McNeil who picked up the tab.

Ailie couldn't resist a mocking jab.

"Mr. Langford is so thoughtful and generous with our Ms. Marchand. Ms. Marchand really is lucky-unlike Victoria's husband, who doesn't know how to take care of his own wife and is always running off after floozies..."

She didn't care how Violet's face looked behind her-red, white, or purple. She grabbed Victoria and swept her out of the restaurant.

Everyone else was tipsy, barely registering what Ailie had said.

McNeil frowned; Violet was fuming, her body trembling in the dark.

too high, doors too tall-but McNeil caught her just in time, and the two slipped into the back

as they walked away. "What did you

was spinning, and Ailie's expression was stormy, as if she'd cursed Violet out. But like

about it. We're decent people- some things are better

a slut. Besides, only Violet had

office, someone from the tech

laid off.

"What?"

last night they'd all been eating and drinking together before heading their separate ways. She'd made sure to arrive on time this morning, not wanting to give Violet a chance to snark about her being

Ms. Ailie-people have been avoiding you, not wanting to say anything. Ms. Ailie's been put on a month's leave. Yesterday she closed a multimillion-dollar deal for the company. By rights, she should be getting a promotion and a bonus, not a forced

Curtis's office. He was there, and as soon as she walked in, he motioned her to

be honest with me what exactly happened between

was that Ailie was her friend, always standing up for her. But that wasn't something she could tell

lied, her voice

still looked puzzled. "Mr. Langford made it clear-he's very unhappy

pale. Last night, Ailie had insulted Violet, and now McNeil was taking Violet's

did Ailie do?" Victoria's tone was cold. She kept her

between Ms. Marchand and Mr. Langford, it has no place in the office. If Ailie lets her personal feelings get in the way of her work, it'll only hurt her career. You're her friend. I hope you'll talk some sense into her. I know Ailie is talented, but The Langford Group is our biggest investor right now. We need strong financial backing for our projects. I'm putting her