The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 308

There were still a few others in the office, but they all knew better than to linger and quietly gathered their things to leave.

McNeil's brow creased ever so slightly. "I have something to take care of. Wait for me in the lounge," he said, his voice steady and composed, betraying not the slightest hint of being caught off guard.

Violet felt a tightness in her chest, as if she'd been holding her breath for too long and couldn't let it out. In front of McNeil, she was always the picture of calm— gracious, gentle, and unruffled.

But his faintly displeased expression hit her like a blow. Violet apologized softly and slipped out of the room.

"All right, I'll let you get back to work. I'll have the secretary bring in some pastries for your guests," she added, trying to keep her voice even.

McNeil didn't object and turned back to his business discussion.

She flashed a warm smile to those left in the office; every gesture and word marked her out as McNeil's girlfriend-poised, considerate, and perfectly in control.

Violet waited alone in the lounge for ages. Maybe the agony inside her just made time crawl slower than usual.

When McNeil finally finished his meeting, his secretary came by.

"Mr. Langford, Ms. Marchand has already left."

McNeil merely nodded. "Okay."

Dynamics, Violet was suddenly overwhelmed by

are you and Uncle Simms free for lunch today? I'd really like to treat you

to see you. Your uncle and I have been talking about inviting you and Mr. Langford out for a meal, but we were worried you were both too

before answering. "McNeil's really busy. Today

invite him, not after

she'd overheard gnawed at her, a thousand tiny claws scratching at her insides. She just

the other end. "Mr. Langford's not coming? Did you two have a fight?" Yulia asked, a

over the years, always with quiet approval. Not once

that. Please don't jump to conclusions," Violet replied, her voice taut with stubborn pride.

sharper than she intended, but Yulia was no fool. She picked up on the tension immediately-something must have

said gently, "just the family. We

felt a jolt of unease. Violet had never acted this

a young age-men were just supporting characters in a woman's life. Never give your whole heart away. Take what you need, give

But today, Yulia sensed something was truly wrong. She went to Simms's office, though she

us both to lunch,"

looked up, surprised. "They actually have

a workaholic, hardly ever socialized, not even with his own father-in-law. If it hadn't been for Violet, Simms

strings; Edith Turner had kept Simms on a tight leash, and even their only daughter wasn't

and McNeil's relationship became public, everything changed. Yulia didn't mention that McNeil wouldn't be coming-she just smiled and nodded. Violet didn't go back to Quantum Core Technologies. Instead, she headed early to the