The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 515

Gwyneth definitely didn't want that man driving her home.

Just looking at him, you could tell he wasn't the friendly type. Best to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Mom, I really did run into some trouble today. But Gwyn saved me if it hadn't been for her, even if Uncle had come to pick me up, it might've been too late."

Leonie Everhart had already caught on to what Hawthorne was thinking. She was afraid he'd take Gwyneth away somewhere to interrogate her.

Honestly, her uncle was a good man, just a little too overprotective of the Everhart family. It wasn't just her-her brother, who was already in his twenties and running his own business, still had to put up with Uncle's constant surveillance.

Every time she and her brother came home, seeing their uncle was like a pair of mice spotting a cat.

"Oh my goodness, what happened? Did you run into someone dangerous?"

Mrs. Everhart was pale with worry, and Mr. Everhart looked just as alarmed.

Even though their daughter was back safe and sound, standing right in front of them, they couldn't hide their anxiety.

"It's alright, really. See? I'm perfectly fine. Last night, Gwyn and I went hiking, and it got dark before we could make it back. I couldn't see where I was going, and if Gwyn hadn't grabbed me just in time, I would've fallen and hurt myself."

She lied through her teeth, sneaking a glance at her uncle's warning gaze, then quickly looking away in guilt.

Her uncle clearly wanted to take Gwyneth aside and question her. People he took away like that rarely showed up again.

like her idol,

expose her lie, Leonie's eyes filled with tears as

and it's not safe for a girl by herself. Why don't we let

shot Gwyneth desperate looks, glancing from her uncle to Gwyneth, eyes darting so fast she nearly gave herself a

she didn't accept this lifeline Leonie was

of the bloodied man being carried away from the mountain flashed through her mind. That guy was scary. Would he haul her off to some deserted place and

do you even

making Leonie's eyes pool with

back safe," Mrs. Everhart said gently. "And Miss Gwyneth seems like a very kind young woman-I'm sure she's

Mr. Everhart cleared his throat and tried to smooth things

fixed his brother with a sharp look, his lips barely moving. "She's your daughter. It's up to

again. As he turned to go, Leonie finally let out a sigh of relief

head up to

I'll have the housekeeper bring you some fruit and pastries in

upstairs. Gwyneth couldn't help but notice the room was tastefully decorated, with classic furnishings and several original paintings adorning the walls-each one worth

was wealthy beyond belief, so naturally, Gwyneth's own home wasn't shabby. But compared to the

shaped by both deep family roots and the unique charm of the

reached Leonie's room. "I've

extremely thorough. Greenvale is a safe town and all, but every single person who gets close to me, he digs into their entire

let you off that easily. You really shouldn't go back to your hotel-he has a lot of power

it a bit funny. "I did