The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 524

"Miss Yvette probably already sees herself as the boss's wife-but I haven't seen Mr. Everhart show her any special attention."

"Oh, come on, stop speculating. For all we know, they could be an underground couple. Mr. Everhart is a workaholic, a high-profile figure in business. He's probably just keeping things under wraps to avoid the relentless paparazzi and rumor mills."

The arrival of a new hire might have been a minor event, but the office grapevine, carried by Hans himself, quickly brought the news to Yvette's ears.

Yvette immediately asked the HR manager to deliver Gwyneth's file to her, claiming it was for internal records and so she could get to know all the new staff better.

The manager, ever astute, personally delivered Gwyneth's dossier without delay.

Miss Yvette was the only person in the company who could bypass the CEO's assistant and speak directly to Mr. Everhart. Everyone whispered that she was his secret girlfriend, destined to be Mrs. Everhart someday. No one dared cross her.

She studied Gwyneth's file for a long time but found nothing of real interest.

Just a recent college graduate with an unremarkable résumé. Yet the lack of anything noteworthy only made Yvette more suspicious.

She set aside the papers, fixed herself a coffee in the break room, and went straight to find Hawthorne.

He had just finished a conference call with the overseas team when Yvette pushed open the door and placed the coffee on his desk.

Hawthorne glanced at her, picked up the mug, and took a sip.

Rich, smooth—just the way he liked it.

"Thank you."

of a talker, but Yvette was used to that

in the game division. Hans brought her in. I've seen her résumé it's

a friend of Leonie's. The kid got in trouble, no company would take her, so Leonie pestered me until I agreed to

so hard she nearly

relaxed, her face brightening

That girl's stubborn, but fiercely loyal,

laughed at her own paranoia. After all these years, there hadn't been another woman anywhere near Hawthorne. As

say anything else. Satisfied, Yvette let it go, shot him a flirtatious

while

the door behind her. Once she'd gone, Hawthorne opened his

McNeil Langford. Mother: Victoria

family-the same story the tabloids had run years ago. He

the Langford Group had changed.

as Starfall City's wealthiest, but now kept a lower profile-almost reclusive, far

man was at the helm. Hawthorne knew the Langford Group was now run by McNeil's ex-wife, who'd apparently raised three children on her own. Gwyneth was the eldest

a decade. Why send their heiress to

of letting Gwyneth know he'd already uncovered her identity. He'd keep her around a while longer and see what the Langfords were

quietly exploring her

had

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desk. She couldn't resist picking one up and fiddling with it, nearly getting

never leaving even

the moment she turned on her computer, she'd been engrossed in studying the character profiles for