The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 512

These days, Gwyneth rarely touched a race car. Now and then, she'd fool around with a simulator for a bit of nostalgia, but she didn't like talking about her old life.

That didn't mean she disliked Victoria, though.

Her mother's little admirer didn't bother Gwyneth in the slightest.

She just felt there was no need to get too close-after all, they'd only just crossed paths.

"Hey, where are you headed later? Mind if I tag along?" Leonie piped up, clinging to Gwyneth's arm without hesitation. "I'm hopeless with directions, but I feel so much safer with you, sis!"

Gwyneth couldn't tell if Leonie was always this forward or if she truly idolized her the way she did her mother.

Normally, Gwyneth wasn't one for sightseeing buddies, but this time, for some inexplicable reason or maybe it was the thought of that creep who'd been eyeing Leonie earlier-she nodded her agreement.

"I'm going to Twilight Church, to say a prayer for my family. I'll get a blessing for my dad well, for my father, too."

up. "Great! I'll get one for my

sun's coming out,"

excitement mirrored by the crowd around them. The clouds on the horizon had been torn apart

in delight, snapping photos, and even handed her phone to Gwyneth to take a few shots of her. When she finally remembered her manners, she blushed a bit. "Let me take one of you,

smiled. "No need. Is this your first time seeing

was, though Gwyneth wasn't nearly as

grandeur always

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my first," Leonie replied, looping her arm through Gwyneth's again. Come on, let's hurry. We might catch the

Leonie's infectious energy made it impossible to resist. She let herself be pulled along,

up the mountain, a sleek black limousine led a long procession of cars, all headed toward the

the halls of the old stone church, Leonie and Gwyneth each lit a candle, said their prayers, and shared in

noticed the staff gently ushering visitors out. One by one, the parishioners were politely led

going on, but Leonie, watching the