The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 425

"Brother-in-law?"

No one seemed sure who blurted it out, but the moment Lyndon shot them a deadly glare, everyone instantly clammed up.

McNeil rolled the phrase around in his mind. Brother-in-law? Who's the sister in question? And what's up with this whole odd crowd?

"We came to see you, boss. How's my godson doing today? Was he good? Didn't kick too much, did he?"

"We brought a ton of toys, and some racing videos too. He can watch all the classics, so when he's born, we'll take him straight to the racetrack."

McNeil listened as they all called Victoria "boss," his eyes scanning the room in search of her.

"Who exactly are you people? And who invited you here?" he demanded, his face darkening.

Lyndon's lips curled in a mocking smile. "Does it matter who we are? What matters is that you're the ex-husband now, aren't you?"

He clapped a hand on McNeil's shoulder-just for a second-because in the next moment, Victoria appeared, practically ushered in by the whole group like some kind of reluctant celebrity.

piled up at her feet, threatening to swallow

new games, and a

even better-open mine

at the sight. "I told you all to stop

to a pack of racing-obsessed uncles. He's bound to

had already made himself comfortable at

us. I've heard your name for years, but this is the first time I've

tell if he was being sincere or just taking

young, confident men

me?” he asked, his tone hard. What was she really like six years ago?

him with lazy indifference. "I doubt Vicky's hiding anything. More likely, Mr. Langford here

only empty seat, and Victoria was gently tugged into

the head, every corner

can eat

eyes, but he only responded with a cold

were these people, really? And what