The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 422

Chapter 422

McNeil looked at the icy expression on Victoria's face and finally relented.

"Fine. I agree."

He knew she was furious, but right now, he'd agree to anything if it meant he could stay near her.

"Good. I'll have my assistant send you a meal plan later. Just follow it each day."

McNeil's expression darkened, but he said nothing.

Victoria turned and walked back to the living room. He was about to follow when the door slammed shut in his face.

Left alone in the hallway, McNeil's face clouded over completely.

If she wanted him to cook, shouldn't she at least let him inside?

His phone buzzed in his hand. He glanced at the screen-it was a message from Victoria.

"Arrive and leave work on time. Outside of work hours, you go home."

long moment, but found no hint

did see him as nothing more than the

all the fight had drained out of him. He

and the corners of her mouth lifted in a

aren't you

a party here tomorrow. Then make a

spoke,

grilled fish, some want stew, and there are a few who'd rather have pasta. About ten people in all. If we start tonight and go through till morning, that should be enough time

Ms. Turner meant by

Well, well.

Turner wasn't just angry-her version of "angry" came with a

place. He'd only had the basics moved in: a bed, a few

loft felt

floor-to-ceiling windows at Evermore City's dazzling skyline.

moment's thought, he

while-traveling for business. The board can handle things in my absence. If anything

Maynard answered, "Understood."

McNeil could hang up, Maynard hesitated, then asked, "If Ms. Marchand calls, what should

"If she needs anything, she'll contact me directly. You don't have to explain anything

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