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.

not like Victoria-I don't

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

turned away, got into his car, and didn't

a message to Victoria, hoping her number hadn't changed or been disconnected. "McNeil proposed to me today. We'll be having a wedding soon. I

was no reply, but Violet knew Victoria had

she came or not didn't matter;

her to know that in this relationship with McNeil, she

for McNeil's recognition and never got it— while Violet had achieved it

certificate? Their grand wedding would be the talk of high society in

the moment McNeil agreed, Violet had already tipped off the press. Even though he hadn't formally proposed yet, she'd anonymously told the media that Mr. Langford from high society was about to make a big move-rumor had

make it public, inviting

for the wedding to be livestreamed, watched by people all

her so giddy

deep sleep on her living room chaise. She slept so soundly that she didn't hear her phone buzzing again and again beside