The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 358

McNeil could've forced his way through, but with a dozen assault rifles aimed at his back, he didn't have much choice.

Maynard had said that even if Stein committed murder and arson, he might still get away with it. There was every chance that after a scuffle, McNeil would be the one saddled with some trumped-up charge.

So he swallowed his pride.

Victoria sat in the car, Stein next to her in the back seat.

"What are you doing here? I thought only McNeil would come," she said, her face lighting up with genuine happiness at seeing her brother as spirited as ever.

"It's partly business for the company, but honestly, I just wanted to see you," Stein replied, guilt flickering in his eyes.

"I still couldn't save V&S Group, Vicky. I'm sorry, it was my own lack of ability." Victoria's eyes turned red-rimmed. "Don't say that, big brother. I'm the one who dragged you into this. If I hadn't made Osborn Clark the legal representative, they'd have had nothing to use against us. I nearly got you court-martialed."

Stein, in his military uniform, looked even more imposing than he did in a suit. That air of authority only a career officer could carry was unmistakable.

"McNeil doesn't have the power to get me thrown in front of a military tribunal. Still, that government project was always meant for Vertex Dynamics. I took it upon myself to change the plan, and that's how they found an opening. Trust me, Vicky, no one can touch me here in Evermore City or anywhere else."

Victoria finally let out a breath she'd been holding. Her brother's reassurance calmed her nerves.

Stein's real concern, though, was Victoria herself. "How are things with you and McNeil lately? Is he treating you well?"

Hardly. Lately, McNeil had

with McNeil's company is worthwhile, that's your business. I won't

affairs had nothing to do with her anymore. She certainly

a shame

couldn't let it go, but

it was fair, so I sold it to

any hint of regret. Only when he saw her indifference

as

a sleek procession of black Mercedes gliding

out-a place where thousands of years of history weighed heavy, making personal dramas seem tiny and insignificant. After about half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination: the grandest hotel in Echo City, a

like at the airport,

stone- faced and tense.

them, he strode over, determined to separate Victoria from Stein, but

business partner?" McNeil said, and—ignoring Victoria's reluctance—

Victoria's hand, a faint, inscrutable smile

we?" he said,

muttered under her breath, teeth clenched, "McNeil, there are so many people here.

coolly. "We're married, aren't we? What's so strange about a

argue in public, so