The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 349

Chapter 349

Victoria couldn't have cared less about whatever Violet was up to.

After Ailie slipped out of the office, she sneaked her way into the security room, a stray cat cradled in her arms.

She found the head of security and wasted no time getting straight to the point.

"Cut the power to the conference room immediately. There's a short circuit- sparks coming from one of the outlets."

The chief's eyes widened. He jumped up and was already rolling up his sleeves, ready to rush over with her.

"No need for that," Ailie cut him off. "Just keep the power off for the next thirty minutes. Ignore any calls about it-don't answer, no matter who it is. Mr. Garcia's out of the building anyway; he won't know what's going on in the conference room."

She leaned in, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "If he calls and asks you to turn the power back on, just agree and wait for my call before actually doing it."

The chief nodded along, wide-eyed and compliant.

With her mischief done, Ailie headed back to the conference room. Inside, the chatter had already picked up, filling the air with restless voices.

Violet's face, once projected on the massive screen, had vanished when the power cut out. Now everyone was speculating, whispering to one another about the sudden blackout.

Ailie strolled in, wearing an easy, cheerful smile.

said the power grid on this floor's overloaded-too many people using too much voltage. They're working on repairs but it'll be at least half an

speak loud enough for the

began murmuring

Marchand was just about to bask in the spotlight, and now no one

Why drag us all into another one of these endless, pointless meetings? We'd be better off actually doing work. At least then, come bonus time, our families might get a little more

she kept Mr. Garcia under her

either, but since she's the girlfriend of the company's backer,

a clue-couldn't she tell

shot Ailie a long,

the voltage, let them take their time fixing it. Doesn't matter how long

Victoria's, grinning mischievously. Victoria could

a microphone, the room

once.

position can't remain vacant. I

was raised. Most people just looked mildly surprised, but that

Curtis added, "If anyone has any objections, please feel

right away, her tone

as VP. Look at the last VP-she worked herself into the ground and ended up leaving. Victoria's

barely finished before someone else piped

taking Ms. Marchand's spot. But

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