The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 660

Chapter 660

Patti Yale wanted James Mercer to go plead with her father, plotting against herself from miles away.

She never considered that if she had just tried asking, maybe there would have been a sliver of hope for her. Instead, she'd chosen a dead end on what could have been an open highway. Hawthorne was grateful for her little games back then-if it weren't for that, and he'd married this woman in a moment of weakness, the Everhart family line would have been ruined.

Hans glanced at Hawthorne and understood that he would never fall for that woman's tricks.

He'd once worried that Mr. Everhart was bewitched by her, that his marriage was on the rocks. Now he saw that Hawthorne hadn't been fooled for a second.

Gwyneth had spent the entire day working at the office. Sometimes, Hawthorne would call her during the day.

But even though they worked under the same roof, their positions were so far apart that they almost never crossed paths.

Or, at least, that's what Gwyneth thought. In reality, Hawthorne would occasionally stroll past the game development department under some pretense, just to see what she was up to-or he'd check in on her through the company's security

cameras.

Every time he saw her, she was hunched over her work, focused and industrious. Her breaks in the lounge or trips to the coffee machine never lasted more than ten minutes—she was the picture of a model employee.

"Did you hear? Ms. Yvette's been transferred."

as she made herself a cup of coffee in the break room. It was rare for her to catch any snippets of

did you know

Gwyneth couldn't admit to knowing anything. She just widened her eyes

know? Wasn't she the one Ms. Yvette sent out to roast in the sun for hours out

here. Thinking back, she realized it made

for it directly. Maybe she'd already started to see

then. No one wanted her around anymore, not knowing if Yvette would ever return to the main office. She'd been reassigned to

sip of her coffee and promptly

that day, she'd only been waiting outside

pale, and the sun only seemed to

most women would kill

Hawthorne saw her flushed and

incident, Hawthorne might have kept Yvette

she transferred?" someone

Gwyneth was the unintentional

of attention as everyone gathered to share the juiciest gossip. She'd planned to slip away after listening, but

heard she crossed Mrs.

These people didn't miss

Everhart? That

warmth bloomed