The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 571

Victoria took the long box, a flicker of surprise crossing her face.

Usually, first-time visitors would bring the typical fare-some generic health supplements or expensive tonics. But this man's gift was a mystery, tightly wrapped and giving away nothing.

"It's just a small gesture," Hawthorne said simply, offering no further explanation.

Gwyneth's heart skipped a beat when she caught sight of the box.

"Well, I won't stand on ceremony, then," Victoria replied, curiosity piqued. She was eager to see what kind of present the man who had safely escorted her daughter home had prepared.

The moment Victoria opened the box, she was stunned.

Inside was a landscape painting. As she carefully unrolled it, her eyes landed on the signature at the bottom-and tears welled up instantly.

This was it. The last of her mother's keepsakes the one she had searched for through endless towns and cities, always coming up empty-handed. Never did she imagine it would find its way back to her today.

"What is this?" she asked, voice trembling.

very painting hanging on the wall of Hawthorne's villa-a priceless original by

had actually given it to her.

she'd longed for over the years, nothing mattered more than gathering her mother's works, fulfilling at least one of

at Hawthorne, puzzled. So he'd known who she was all

when she visited my place the other day," he said,

flushed. She couldn't help but retort, "I was

to buy my nephew's mother's painting for a small fortune. I figured, aside from the

did Gwyneth realize-she'd accidentally let it slip that she was

Gwyneth's fondness for her grandmother's art to a certain word Hawthorne had

living together?" Victoria's voice shot

her children. The look she gave Hawthorne could have shredded him on

years, only for her to be whisked away by someone

hopelessly. She hadn't left home for Hawthorne,

not like that—" she tried to

who had been