The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Gwyneth seemed to have said something similar before-or maybe Connor had overheard it in a private room.

If he really thought about it, Connor could probably piece together that Hawthorne and Gwyneth were connected.

"It's just a coincidence," he muttered.

He had no interest in whatever Laird was saying.

But Laird stepped right in front of him, blocking his way. "You really don't recognize the guy with that woman? Hans-that's Hawthorne's personal assistant."

With no intention of sparing Connor's feelings, Laird shattered his illusions. "Mr. Kaufman, stop kidding yourself. That woman is Hawthorne's new wife."

Connor's fist landed squarely on Laird's nose before he could finish. Blood oozed between Laird's fingers as he clutched his face in shock.

"You son of a "

Laird swallowed the rest of his words. He couldn't afford to cross Connor. With Connor agreeing to compete, Laird stood to make five million dollars a year off him.

And there was more: rumor had it Connor's uncle was a lifelong bachelor. Beyond Connor's own value, he was the only heir to the Green family's fortune in Starfall City.

"Max-"

The cold, authoritative voice cut through the tension just as Connor was about to throw another punch. He glared at Laird, furious that he'd had to hear the truth like this.

Connor looked up. No one called him Max except his uncle.

Marcus strode over, motioning for his assistant to check Laird's injury. Laird had met Marcus before and, reading the room, quickly echoed Connor, "Uncle."

just messing around with Mr. Kaufman," Laird insisted, trying to play it

bridge is broken. That's not nothing-get it looked at,"

so fired up?

had never lost his temper like this before, not even with someone he truly

expression was nonchalant,

and Hans emerged from the auction hall. They'd gotten turned around and ended up retracing their steps, only to run into Marcus at

entrance.

him softly,

surprise-she knew Marcus, but hadn't expected Gwyneth to know

also met Marcus before. "Mr. Green," he said

when he looked at Gwyneth, his eyes

Victoria. The resemblance was uncanny-at first glance, he'd almost lost his composure.

Marcus finally remembered.

about to tell Marcus to get in the car so they could leave, but the familiar ease between Marcus and Gwyneth caught

he asked,

this is Gwyn-McNeil's

of his life in

Gwyn-was she someone

at Connor

was full of Hawthorne, and after she'd hit Connor's car, all she wanted was to get

her, but not

right in front of Leonie and Hans, and without warning, threw her arms around Connor's neck, hugging him tightly. She was too excited-after all these years, she'd never expected to

days, Connor had been dreaming of Gwyneth as his girlfriend. Now, with her soft warmth pressed against him, he suddenly felt

What was going on