The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 46

Yulia couldn’t help but dwell on her disrupted engagement party with Simms. Everything had been set to go perfectly—until Victoria arrived and threw everything into chaos. Now, instead of celebrating openly, she and Simms had to hide their relationship again, tiptoeing through shadows.

There was only one way forward: She needed Victoria’s blessing.

Night fell, and the city pulsed with energy. At the Velvet Room—the most notorious club in Starfall City—a crowd buzzed with life, laughter, and the clinking of glasses.

Inside a private lounge, McNeil, Curtis, Marcus Green, and Isaac lounged on plush couches. Violet sat close beside McNeil, while Gwyneth nestled contentedly in Violet’s lap, refusing to budge an inch.

“Look at you two. After everything, you still ended up together. Cheers to that!” Marcus grinned, raising his glass to McNeil and Violet.

Violet’s eyes sparkled as she reached for a glass, but McNeil gently stopped her. “You just had surgery. No drinking.”

Marcus gave McNeil a playful scowl. “Seriously? You’re already this protective, and you’re not even married yet. If you keep this up, we’ll lose a friend to a wife.”

When Marcus said “wife,” Violet’s cheeks flushed a deeper red, but her smile only grew warmer.

Gwyneth, ever the little charmer, kept calling Violet “Ms. Marchand” with affectionate familiarity. Watching the three together, it was easy to imagine they really were a family.

Isaac watched them, thoughtful. There was something about Violet and Gwyneth’s closeness. Suddenly, a mischievous glint lit up his eyes. He turned to McNeil, feigning secrecy.

“Wait, Gwyneth isn’t your and Violet’s daughter, is she? Have you been hiding something, man?”

Violet turned scarlet, ducking her head to play with Gwyneth, hoping to hide her embarrassment.