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."

cup of coffee in the break room. It was rare for her to catch any snippets of company rumors, but this time, no one even bothered to

did you know

Gwyneth couldn't admit to knowing anything. She

Yvette sent

did travel fast here. Thinking back, she realized it made sense-the person driving her that day, when Yvette tricked her into running

she'd just go for it directly. Maybe she'd already started to see herself as

knowing if Yvette would ever return to the main office. She'd been reassigned to some other department to do menial

sip of her coffee

her up that day, she'd only been waiting outside

sun only seemed to

most women would

her flushed and sunburnt, his heart ached for

been for this incident,

was she transferred?" someone

Gwyneth was the unintentional

the juiciest gossip. She'd planned to slip away after listening, but now someone had brought

she crossed Mrs.

These people didn't

with Mrs. Everhart? That meant Hawthorne

warmth bloomed in her