The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 309

Simms wore the smug expression of a man used to getting his way, and he'd gone out of his way to make sure Yulia looked every bit the society lady-her elegant outfit and expensive jewelry the perfect complement to his own image.

As soon as they appeared at the restaurant entrance, the manager hurried over to greet them.

"Good afternoon, sir. Do you have a reservation?"

Simms replied coolly, "The private room under Mr. Langford's name."

The manager hesitated, frowning in confusion. "Mr. Langford? Which Mr. Langford?"

Yulia linked arms with Simms and interjected with a gentle smile, "I know where Violet is. Let's go."

Simms' face darkened with irritation. This manager clearly didn't know his place. Simms made a mental note to speak to the restaurant owner-someone would be looking for a new job soon.

Yulia led Simms gracefully into the private dining room. Inside, only Violet sat waiting.

"McNeil isn't here yet?" Simms asked, scanning the room.

Violet's face fell immediately, but Yulia was quick to smooth things over. "Violet rarely has time to bring us together for a meal. Mr. Langford's busy, and if he couldn't make it, that's fine. There'll be plenty of chances."

a meeting with several major investors because McNeil had asked him to come. Now, finding only Violet here, he felt his time was being wasted, and it showed plainly

whatever you like, both of you. Lunch is on

do the ordering," he said, making

and had invited Yulia and Simms only because she had no one else to turn to. Her own parents were far away in a tiny, forgotten town-uneducated, never fitting

they'd delivered. Simms and Yulia had treated her like their own, giving her an allowance that would make most college students blush, and even buying her a villa of her own. At thirteen, her life had changed overnight from a country girl in hand-me-downs to a socialite with

all but forgotten her roots. She ordered a few of Simms' favorite dishes, but no one was really interested in eating. Simms checked his watch repeatedly, his impatience growing more obvious by

the silence, "Did you have a falling out

expression sharpening as he studied Violet. "You two

fork into her cake, crumbling it without realizing. "No, Uncle. If you really want to help,

set her utensils down and slumped back in her

already sour mood

chimed in, puzzled, "Aren't you both at the same company? You're vice president-she

laugh. "And what does that matter? I'll never be as good

eyes flicked to Simms, as if blaming

saying your issues with McNeil are because of Victoria?" Simms was skeptical, and Yulia looked

to McNeil for years and no one in Starfall City even knows she's Mrs. Langford. Everyone knows

Mr. Langford isn't like other men. With his success, anyone else would have women lining up for attention, but he only has eyes for you.

almost brought up what she'd overheard on the phone yesterday-the ugly truth that still stung. But maybe, she thought, McNeil was just being considerate

with? Even if McNeil did