The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 428

"McNeil, don't forget-you still need Violet. If she's locked up for a month,

someone's going to lose their life. And those secrets you and your father have been hiding all these years? I'll make sure the world knows. Are you really willing to sacrifice Victoria just to save that person?"

Yulia's voice was frantic on the other end of the line. Instantly, McNeil's dark eyes turned cold, a storm brewing where moments before there had only been calm.

He gripped his phone, his words slow and deliberate. "You're threatening me?" Yulia realized she'd gone too far; her tone softened at once.

"No, of course not. I wouldn't threaten you. I just... I just want you to help Violet. She's been taken to the station-they won't even allow bail. I don't know what else to do."

McNeil's reply was icy. "Figure it out yourselves."

He hung up without another word.

Victoria was fast asleep in the bedroom. McNeil cast one last glance at her half- closed door, then left the apartment.

next morning, as always, McNeil showed up at Victoria's home

herself lying comfortably, and she immediately guessed who had helped her. From now on, she resolved

give up quickly after being ignored and shut out,

she were still new to Evermore City-relaxed, content, and treating McNeil as though he were invisible. Yet, despite her coldness, McNeil never lost patience or showed the

dinner, McNeil brought

thinking of having Gwyn stay with us,"

paused, startled, then immediately

to school in Starfall City. And in a few months,

Gwyneth. The little girl could talk her ear off with stories, and Victoria had always indulged

to Evermore City, there'd be school runs and routines. Even if McNeil didn't expect her to do a thing, she'd still feel the

with me. You

expression frosty. "After the baby's born, I'll do everything a mother should for Gwyneth. But if you're trying to use her to stir up my maternal instincts, hoping we'll go back to being a happy little family- forget it. I can't

milk and set the glass down. "The door's

up Gwyn, Victoria would always