The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

At the time, Yvette was still at the office, and rumors were swirling everywhere.

"Gwyn, was it really that older guy?"

The question nearly made Gwyneth burst out laughing.

She knew her colleagues weren't the gossipy type, nor were they trying to poke fun at her.

"No, my husband isn't an old man, but he is older than me," she replied with a smile.

Turning thirty hardly counted as old, she thought. She wondered how Hawthorne would react if he overheard all this.

"So, who is he? What does he do? Is he handsome?"

The barrage of questions came so fast Gwyneth could barely keep up.

She didn't bother playing coy and answered them one by one-though not in too much detail. Still, without having met the man in person, everyone remained a little skeptical.

Their curiosity about Gwyneth was eventually overtaken by the marvels inside the gallery.

Hawthorne's exhibition of ancient manuscripts and artifacts was held on the third floor. The display featured a dazzling array of treasures-most were in need of restoration, while a few remarkable pieces had already been expertly repaired by leading specialists.

old paintings,

spotted an ancient jade hairpin on display. For a moment,

instantly. Years ago, an anonymous collector had tracked her down to repair that very piece. She'd

The hairpin had once belonged to a queen-an extraordinary artifact by any

admiration, marveling at the craftsmanship of

ticket holders are allowed inside. No unauthorized personnel," said

A strikingly glamorous woman,

high. She had just one ticket but her entourage followed closely behind, only

if something happens? Are you prepared to take responsibility?" she said nose in the air, not ever bothering to look

but your bodyguards can't come in,"

arms, exuding an

if I told you I'm Mrs. Everhart? Are

eyes turned toward her, including

whispered. "Didn't we see

card,

frowned slightly. Mrs. Everhart?

was sure she hadn't misheard. A mistake could happen

a row.

Mr. Everhart