The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 301

Thorpe fixed his gaze on Victoria Turner. "Has someone been mistreating you? Or are we starving you at home? Since when is it your place to be out working in public?"

He turned, his eyes sharp on McNeil Langford. "What's really going on here?"

These two were getting more and more out of line.

"What position does Victoria even hold at the company? Surely the Langford family doesn't need its eldest daughter-in-law personally running the show. If things have come to that, then her husband clearly isn't up to the job."

Thorpe knew full well that his grandson had relied on his wife every step of the way.

So when the Langford Group took off, old Mr. Langford had made it crystal clear: his grandson was to put his wife first, above all else.

Now, hearing Victoria was going off to work, Thorpe found it absurd and had no idea what sort of drama the young couple was up to this time.

Victoria's answer was calm and measured. "It's not the Langford Group. It's a new tech startup. I just don't want to sit around at home doing nothing all day-it's got nothing to do with McNeil."

She offered a casual excuse, hoping to brush him off, but Thorpe wasn't that easy to fool. His temper flared immediately.

"Nonsense! You're the eldest daughter-in-law of the Langford family. How could you go work at someone else's company? I've been telling you two to have another child-give yourselves something to focus on so you stop coming up with these ideas."

Victoria stayed silent, and McNeil didn't bother explaining.

The two of them just sat there, cold and distant, and the more Thorpe watched, the more off things seemed. But he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

They'd arrived hand in hand, looking like the perfect couple. Thorpe assumed Victoria was just sulking over some spat.

as long as I'm alive, you'll always be the Langford family's eldest daughter-in-law. There

“Grandpa, I'm

Thorpe turned to McNeil. "You're just going to let her act out like this? Is she still

a plaything, fine by me. But

he didn't think she was half as smart as

a cigarette, letting

another kid.

If anyone thought they could get between them, they'd have to try a lot

time, he didn't even know where his next meal was coming from. How was he supposed to get Victoria

him anyway, and honestly, he only enjoyed

since she was born. If they had another, where would that leave

"Bullshit. Utter nonsense."

Thorpe got angry, his

bring in a son-in-law to carry on the family name? Haven't you seen how Victoria's

thought of his grandson ending up with nothing

you expect me to do? You handed Victoria fifty percent of the Langford Group, and she still didn't bite. Lucky for me she didn't— otherwise, if we had a second kid, you'd just have me

care what it takes-sweet talk,

"Aren't you worried I'll end up in jail if I

and McNeil argued for nearly an hour before he finally let

room for the couple, with Gwyneth's room right

scene would only draw more suspicion from Thorpe, so she reluctantly agreed to spend

her mother sleep with her, and

made up a bedtime story to lull her daughter to sleep. Before

had no idea how long she'd been asleep when she felt someone pinching