The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 297

Even though her brother never said a word, Victoria noticed that the light in his study burned all through the night. She immediately realized just how dire the situation had become.

If only she'd taken a bit more time to think things through when she first founded V&S Group, she never would've dragged Osborn into this mess.

If the Clark family hadn't gotten tangled up, her brother wouldn't be in trouble now. It takes the person who tied the knot to untie it.

She was the one who pulled them in; now, the only one who could get them out was her.

If the Turner family was still what it had been six years ago, she wouldn't have any reason to fear McNeil.

But six years had passed. The political and business landscape had changed entirely, and her grandfather was gone. No matter who she turned to now, no one would be willing to help her solely out of respect.

She'd handed McNeil the knife herself, and now the blow had come back to her. All she could do was accept it—or bow her head to him.

"I won't stop you from doing anything you set your mind to," Stein told her, "but promise me, Victoria-no matter what happens, you have to take care of yourself first. As long as you're safe, there's always hope."

His words touched her deeply.

Unlike most brothers, who either smothered their sisters with overprotection or tried to control every aspect of their lives, Stein was different. Whatever Victoria wanted to do, he simply supported her in his quiet way, always ready to help but never discouraging or dismissive.

Even now, with everything on the line, Stein respected her choices.

But what Victoria didn't see, as she turned away, was the worry and pain that flickered in her brother's eyes.

her to the airport himself, with Jimmy in

a puzzle he'd put together, offering it up

unshed tears. "Next

had no idea when "next time" would be. All she could do was hope Stein would stay

yourself," Stein whispered, pulling her into a tight embrace the love of an older brother

Sitting in the business class cabin, gazing

plane touched down

her outside, the car

been an incident at V&S

bring up company matters the moment Victoria landed, but things were

and slipped into the backseat of the

terminated. All the revenue we earned from the racing game-billions, really-was

Mr. Campbell. He said there were some issues with the project and

tumbled out quickly, her worry evident

our plans to go public overseas

drone project could be stalled

waste.

out V&S Group for

yesterday, but you weren't here, so I had

quietly, a bitter smile tugging

"Five billion?"

into the company, not to mention the investments she'd secured from outside and the money she'd made through jewelry design and painting over the years-it all added up