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 I'm alive, you'll always be

I'm going to check on

"You're just going to let her act out

want to keep Violet around as a plaything, fine by me.

where she came from, he didn't think she was half as smart as Victoria—and that mattered, especially for

lit a cigarette, letting it smolder in

want another

Victoria didn't even want to share a bed with him anymore. If anyone thought they could

was coming from. How was he supposed to get Victoria

up to him anyway, and honestly, he only enjoyed

had already been fighting for Victoria's attention ever since she was born. If they had another, where would that leave

"Bullshit. Utter nonsense."

angry, his words turned

we supposed to bring in a son-in-law to carry on the family name? Haven't

was fuming. The thought of his grandson

still didn't bite. Lucky for me she didn't— otherwise, if we had a second kid, you'd just

me, boy. I'm being serious. I don't care what it

I'll end up in jail if I take

and McNeil argued for nearly an hour before

housekeeper had prepared a spotless guest room for the couple, with Gwyneth's room right

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

with her, and Victoria

night, she bathed in Gwyneth's bathroom, then made up a bedtime story to lull her daughter to sleep. Before long, both

she'd been asleep when