The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 408

Violet thought she must have misheard. When it finally sank in that McNeil had actually agreed to marry her, she was so overjoyed that she burst into tears.

"What do I need to prepare?"

It seemed she'd made the right move. Once she and McNeil held the wedding, she'd have to thank Kelvin properly.

"You don't need to prepare anything."

McNeil drove Violet back to her apartment. When they arrived downstairs, she gazed at him with longing.

"Are you not staying tonight?"

He shook his head. "No. You're still recovering-you need rest. Don't worry about the company for now."

Panic flickered across Violet's face. "No, I have to go to V&S Group. I know I only have three months left, but I want to make every day count while I'm still here.

Victoria-I don't want to live off a

Violet, his voice devoid of warmth. "There's no comparison between you and her. Get some

that, McNeil turned away, got into his

hoping her number hadn't changed or been disconnected. "McNeil proposed to

no reply, but Violet knew Victoria had

she came or not didn't matter; it wasn't really

that in this relationship with McNeil,

years Victoria had longed for McNeil's recognition and never got it— while Violet

would be the talk of high society in

she'd anonymously told the media that Mr. Langford from high society was about to make a big move-rumor had it he was proposing to

the date was set, she would make it

to be livestreamed, watched by people all over the

her so

night, Victoria had fallen into a deep sleep on her living room chaise. She slept so soundly that she didn't hear her phone buzzing