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.

almost felt like old times-but only Victoria understood deep down that things could never go

the low growl of a sports car

was home. Victoria kept her attention on her

up at the sound. She immediately dropped her

radiate around McNeil. She needed something from him now, but she was careful not

she was at his mercy, he'd only push harder to make

the foyer, Victoria saw him standing there-a black shirt hanging loose, the top

playful and

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

did you get

with delight. Only then did Victoria realize

been since she'd bought her daughter

wasn't me, sweetheart. Violet picked it out for

hair,

still holding the toy close, was about to thank Violet, but as soon as she noticed Victoria standing nearby, she swallowed

Mommy should talk," she mumbled, darting up

time with her mom, and Violet had been busy too-no one was around much these days. Gwyneth still remembered her toothache from the last time and had sworn

was trying to hurt her or make her

she used to be. Still, when they were together in the evenings, Victoria always made sure Gwyneth went to bed

her mother's concern. Maybe Max was right-her mom really was looking out for

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