The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 376

Violet froze, the arrogance that had just lit up her face slowly fading away.

Her chest tightened further when she saw the uniformed officers and the official inventory list they brought. Violet shot a venomous glare at Victoria.

"You're insane! McNeil doesn't want you anymore, so now you pull a stunt like this? I'm calling him right now let's see what your precious husband thinks of his 'wonderful' wife."

She snatched up her phone, ready to dial McNeil. Victoria's voice cut her off, calm and unhurried.

"Everything you're enjoying right now is marital property between me and McNeil. It doesn't matter who you call."

As soon as she finished speaking, Victoria signaled her team to join the officers in cataloguing every item in the house.

Violet's panic flared into rage as she blocked their way. "Victoria, a lot of these things are mine! I work hard at Quantum Core Technologies-I bought these with my own salary! What right do you have to touch anything?"

Her voice shook, torn between fury and disbelief. For years, she'd relied on her own effort. Maybe McNeil had provided some resources, but she'd earned her keep.

"Oh? You've only been at Quantum Core Technologies a few months. This house alone is worth thirty million-unless you've been embezzling or committing fraud, what could you possibly have done to afford all this so quickly?"

Victoria didn't need to lift a finger; her bodyguards calmly moved Violet aside. The household staff, eyes wide, stood frozen in the presence of the officers, barely daring to breathe.

for the mistress all along, and now the real lady of the house had come to reclaim

Marchand going to be arrested? Do you think

Now the real Mrs. Langford

she doesn't even come close-looks, presence, nothing.

good home- cooked meals are, some men still think the

quickly clapped hands over their mouths, afraid to say

of color, each item from the house being

Victoria, who remained perfectly composed,

going to let Victoria do whatever she wanted? Was he not

Desperate, Violet dialed Simms.

at Winding Peak Lane. Victoria's lost her mind-she's brought

was sipping tea in her office when Violet's frantic

multi-billion dollar company from McNeil, and now

empty the house-what the

was steady, full of authority. "Don't panic. I'll be there with your uncle as soon

getting more and more out of

Turner, Yulia would have made sure Simms at least provided for