The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 179

Violet cast a cool glance at McNeil and noticed he was still sitting motionless, showing no sign of wanting to speak with Stein.

In the audience, McNeil was quietly sizing up Stein as well.

There was something oddly familiar about the man’s face.

But Stein was from Evermore City, and McNeil had only dealt with a handful of people from there—most of them in their fifties, none as young as this major general.

He was certain he’d never met Stein before.

Violet gently nudged his arm.

“McNeil.”

Yulia, sitting beside them, was getting impatient too. The endless stream of questions from the audience had been going on for half an hour, with no sign of letting up as more hands shot up.

At last, the moderator had to step in.

“That’s all for today. If you have further questions, please submit them in writing to the organizers, and we’ll make sure they reach Mr. Campbell.”

With the organizers and his own security detail shielding him, Stein prepared to leave.

McNeil stood up and strode straight toward him.

Violet hurried to catch up.

“Mr. Campbell—”

McNeil called out, and Stein’s bodyguards immediately moved to block his approach.

“Let him through,” Stein said, his voice low and commanding.

Violet wanted to follow McNeil, but was firmly held back by security.

Frustrated, she could only wait anxiously on the sidelines.

The event coordinator, unwilling to offend McNeil, rushed over to introduce him.

“Mr. Campbell, this is Mr. Langford from The Langford Group—the one we mentioned earlier.”

Stein looked at McNeil, his gaze cold and impassive.

McNeil extended his hand. “Mr. Campbell.”