The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 313

Still half-asleep, Victoria was jolted awake by a few sharp taps on her office window.

"Victoria. My office, now."

Violet didn't wait for a response, just turned and walked away, leaving Victoria no choice but to stand up and follow, her steps a little unsteady.

That man was just too much—she'd already decided there was no way she'd go to him again tonight. She needed a proper night's sleep.

When she entered Violet's office, Violet said coolly, "Close the door."

Victoria didn't budge. "If you have something to say, Ms. Marchand, just say it. There's nothing here that others can't hear."

All this secrecy-she could already imagine the office rumor mill going into overdrive.

Victoria was tired of it. Somehow, she was always at the center of every bit of gossip in the company. Wasn't everyone obsessed with Violet and McNeil before? When had she become public enemy number one?

Violet's hand clenched tight around her pen. "Just a reminder to focus on your work. If you're too tired to do your job, don't bother showing up. Everyone here is working hard-what exactly are you doing?"

Victoria blinked, stunned. She was working herself to the bone too, she just didn't parade it for everyone to see like Violet did, as if she was the only one putting in any effort.

don't think you're cut out for this job. If you want to be a strong, independent woman, start acting

by name, but Victoria could hear the accusation behind every

who wouldn't leave her alone. Victoria was about to fire back when suddenly Ailie

Victoria-I've been looking everywhere. Ms. Marchand, is there a

somehow escaped being fired, Violet seemed to have a permanent chip

"Ms. Marchand just wanted to remind me to focus

barb at Violet,

time Victoria's husband was showering during your office meeting, right? What, are you jealous because a

turned icy. Nothing good ever happened when Ailie showed up. How had she even gotten in here without an

a machine, isn't he? Seven or eight times a night-no wonder

Ailie could say things like that with

McNeil wasn't some insatiable beast-four times was the most

in the details and quickly reeled her thoughts

speaking with Victoria. This

her composure like this before. Lately, things with McNeil had been... off. Or maybe, if she was honest, McNeil had never shown her anything beyond polite friendship. At most, they'd shared the occasional

Ailie was implying had never happened. So why could

divorce was already on the horizon, wasn't it? Why was Victoria still so entangled with