The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 298

Chapter 298

Yasmine was left speechless.

"But Ms. Turner..."

Victoria's patience was running thin. "Let's drop this for now. Don't bring it up to me again."

Giving up on V&S Group would be the same as handing herself, her brother, and Osborn over to McNeil on a silver platter. She wasn't that naive.

"Understood, Ms. Turner."

Yasmine focused on driving, her eyes flicking to the rearview mirror where Victoria was answering a call from McNeil.

"We'll pick up Gwyn together this afternoon," McNeil's voice came through, deep and gentle. "It's been ages since the three of us sat down for a family dinner."

He sounded just like he had the first time Victoria met him-polite, saying her name with that easy confidence. Even back then, just hearing his voice had been dangerously seductive.

"Fine."

Victoria's answer was clipped, almost through gritted teeth. The call ended soon after.

That afternoon, when it was time to pick up Gwyneth, McNeil never showed. Victoria hadn't been surprised; she'd suspected he was just talking for the sake of it. So she brought Gwyneth home herself. While Gwyneth sat at the kitchen table working on her homework, Victoria lingered nearby, helping when needed.

Victoria understood deep down that things could never go back to

the low growl of a sports car engine

Victoria kept her attention on her daughter's homework, refusing

ears perked up at the sound. She

no longer that chilly indifference she used to radiate around McNeil. She needed

operated; the moment he sensed she was at his mercy,

into the foyer, Victoria saw him standing there-a black shirt hanging loose, the top buttons undone, hair

her, playful and a little insolent, a

ran straight into his arms, immediately spotting the new plush toy in

did you get this for

Only then did Victoria realize how long

bought

me, sweetheart. Violet picked

hair, his expression

was about to thank Violet, but as soon as she noticed

Mommy should talk," she mumbled, darting

too-no one was around much these days. Gwyneth still remembered her toothache from the last time and had sworn off sweets before bed. Max's advice echoed in her mind-it actually

never thought Violet was trying to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. Maybe

be. Still, when they were together in the evenings, Victoria

did Gwyneth start to appreciate her mother's concern.

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