The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 427

"Yeah, he moved in right across the street from me."

Curtis froze.

"Right. You said the company's moving to Evermore City. Any ideas on a location?" Victoria's tone was casual, but Curtis's mind was already spinning.

McNeil moving in across from Victoria-what the hell did that mean? Wasn't he married now? Why was he back, getting tangled up with Victoria again?

"Boss, come have some cake!"

Someone called out to her from the other room. The word "Boss" came through loud and clear, and Curtis, listening in, felt his brain short-circuit.

Boss? What's that about?

"I've got to go. Something's come up," Victoria said quickly and hung up.

The house was bustling with people until after dinner, when everyone finally filtered out.

The housekeeper looked at the mess in the dining room-plates and bowls everywhere—and felt a headache coming on.

"Ms. Turner, all of this-" She glanced around in dismay.

way would it be all cleaned

in the scene, absently tracing her

to let McNeil off the

the house, one industrial. The industrial one does a load in four minutes," she said,

up their

to unwind in her room and maybe read

pregnant with Gwyneth, she hadn't bothered with any of this; back then, she'd been too busy prepping documents for McNeil and

place. Now, though, she felt calm and

with children's books-warm, gentle stories. She was convinced the baby always got especially quiet and

long, Victoria drifted off to sleep, the book slipping from her hands and landing softly on the

he saw her there-peaceful, head tipped slightly to

her and gently helped her

seemed restless. Her eyes, though

her for a long time,

he'd expected. He had no idea when she'd gotten pregnant-she hadn't shown any signs at

for the baby's movements. Before he realized it, his eyes

Or another girl? His heart

the end, he'd managed