The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 674

Patti Yale's gaze lingered on Gwyneth, her eyes noting the staff badge clipped to her chest. The corners of Patti's mouth curled in a faint, dismissive smile. So this is who was making a fuss—just another low-level employee.

A colleague from the events team noticed Gwyneth standing toe-to-toe with Patti and hurried over to intervene.

"Gwyneth, we're here to help with the exhibition, not start trouble. This woman— she's the one who was buying jewelry at the mall the other day. She used Mr. Everhart's card."

The colleague's voice dropped to a whisper, glancing nervously at Patti, "She made quite an entrance when she arrived. We really can't afford to cross her. Besides, everything here belongs to the Everhart family. Which means, technically, it's all hers too."

But even though the warning was soft, Patti heard every word. She lifted her chin, looking down her nose at Gwyneth with a haughty, triumphant air.

"Did you hear your friend just now?" Patti drawled. "At least she knows her place. This whole event is hosted by my fiancé's company. He's busy, so he couldn't make it today, but so what if I broke a bit of glass? What are you going to do about it?"

Gwyneth studied Patti, growing more incredulous by the second. Was Hawthorne really interested in a woman like this?

"What's your fiancé's name?" Gwyneth asked, keeping her tone measured.

drew a deep breath. There were security cameras everywhere every word Patti said was being recorded. If there

She barely looked up, giving her a bored, almost lazy glance. "I'd tell you, but I

reassuring look, then faced Patti with the

have clear rules here—no photography. And you just broke

wanted to

ripple of disbelief swept through the staff nearby. The audacity! That hairpin

nationally protected artifact. Even Hawthorne had

museum for this

actually thought Hawthorne could just hand it over

the authority to give you this.

you're going to put things on display and then say

to take responsibility for this mess, or everyone would be in

took-those need to be deleted. I'm afraid we have to

"Are you people deaf? I'm the future Mrs. Everhart! How dare you speak to me like this? I'm not deleting anything. They're just a