The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 295

Victoria could see from their calm expressions that they weren't lying, which meant nothing had happened to Stein after all.

Relieved, she finally made her way to the dining table and started in on her hearty breakfast.

Around ten o'clock, her phone rang. When she saw the name "McNeil" light up on the screen-a name she'd only recently unblocked her heart skipped a beat.

"Hello..."

This time, she didn't keep him waiting and picked up right away.

"Pick Gwyn up from school tonight."

The command came in that same clipped, bossy tone, as if their intimate night together had changed nothing at all.

"I can't make it. I have something to do."

There was a short silence on the other end, then-

"I already asked Curtis. You're not at the office, either."

Victoria's stomach tightened. McNeil let out a cold, humorless chuckle. "You're in such a hurry to go see your boyfriend, huh? You must be really worried about him."

His voice was steady, devoid of any warmth.

"I'm allowed to have my own life. You promised you wouldn't cause him trouble." Victoria knew that trying to explain anything while McNeil was in this mood was pointless-he wouldn't believe her anyway.

"Oh? Remind me what exactly did I promise you?"

His tone turned mocking. "You mean what happened in bed? Wasn't that your duty? We'd barely finished before you were running out the door. Afraid if I had him locked up, you'd never get to see him again?"

more than to reach through the phone and

not what you

be anything besides lovers? Victoria, I used to think you were just clever in business, but it turns out you're even more talented with men. Does he know how wild you

direction of his

you were still a virgin... Everything you know, you learned from me. I

anger and humiliation as

Stein isn't my boyfriend, and he's certainly not my lover.

Click.

The call ended abruptly.

had no intention of

front of her lost all appeal; dragging herself to the business car Stein had

"Riverbend Gardens, please."

in

ask questions, just made sure she'd fastened her seatbelt before pulling

morning in a daze. Thanks to McNeil's crude tirade, she felt sick to her stomach. It wasn't until Osborn's house

Clark family's housekeeper answered the door, surprised to see Victoria on

"May I help you?"

home? I'm

wait here.

again. "Ms. Turner, Mr. Osborn says

the car into the driveway. Inside, Osborn was sitting on the sofa, looking a shadow of

"What brings you here?"

his usually meticulous hair now tousled and

noticing the familiar blue scarf wrapped around his neck-

rose in

"Osborn..."

been taken into custody. They'd pulled every

be happy to see me, you know. Why