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.

were antique vases, old paintings,

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

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

The hairpin had once belonged to

at the craftsmanship of long-lost artisans, when a commotion

allowed inside. No unauthorized personnel,"

A strikingly glamorous woman,

by five men in black suits, strode toward the exhibit with her head held high. She had just

travel with my bodyguards. What if something happens? Are you prepared to take responsibility?" she said nose

can't come in," the

crossed her arms, exuding an icy

you I'm Mrs. Everhart? Are you saying I can't

toward her, including

someone whispered. "Didn't we see her at the mall

Mr. Everhart's credit card, didn't she? Could she really be Mrs.

Mrs. Everhart?

she hadn't misheard. A mistake could happen once, but not

a row.

if Mr. Everhart