The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Leonie's hands and heart trembled as she called Hawthorne.

The phone barely rang a few times before he answered.

"Uncle "

The moment she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks. She stammered through her explanation, and only after a while did Hawthorne finally piece together the heart of it.

Gwyneth had hit someone with her car. Someone had taken her, and now both she and the person she hit were missing.

"I understand. I'll take care of it."

He hung up. Though his face remained calm, a sharp pain pricked his heart.

Hawthorne pressed the button on his desk phone, just about to call his assistant in, when the door rattled with a few knocks. Before he could respond, Yvette pushed the door open and strode in.

"Mr. Everhart, what's going on with that Gwyneth? She's eighteen minutes late today."

Yvette was fuming, heels striking the floor with such force it seemed she might crack the marble.

gaze paused for a moment. His finger hovered over the phone's

"Hmm?"

in his leather chair, eyes cool

"So Gwyneth's here, then?"

least meant she was safe. For a moment, he'd nearly been ready to send men to lock down every exit in Greenvale,

even when coming to complain,

a friend of your niece's, and it's not really my place to meddle, but since she started, she's hardly put in a proper day's work. Every department's fed up with her, and her constant absences are setting a terrible example for

Hawthorne listened silently, never interrupting, while even the secretary nearby felt

this company, if Yvette set her sights on someone, no matter how competent they were, they'd better start packing. She wasn't the peto be jealous for no reason, and whenever

her mind

the tail end of Yvette's

called out

Why don't you tell Mr.

was basically complaining about the boss's wife in front of the boss. He was just a personal assistant-what could

take

seat. Yvette was caught off guard, her voice dropping by several

hoped for Hawthorne

to deal with Gwyneth herself. But now, with Hawthorne personally heading to the gaming department-just for a newcomer-it was