The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 71

McNeil stormed out into the night.

Victoria heard the car door slam with a force that spoke of pent-up anger.

Xenia stood there, lost and uncertain, still clutching the suit jacket.

“Ma’am—”

Victoria glanced at her. “Take the jacket and get it cleaned.”

She had exchanged contact information with Marcus yesterday; she needed to return his jacket eventually.

Victoria hadn’t slept a wink all night. The next morning, as soon as she got up, Gwyneth came looking for her.

“Mommy, did you find that game yet?”

Rubbing her eyes sleepily, Gwyneth watched as Victoria made her breakfast herself.

“Almost.”

Quantum Core Technologies also developed gaming software, so Victoria figured she could use some company resources to get the app launched. It would just take a little time.

Gwyneth, brimming with excitement, could barely sit still.

…

The next time Victoria saw Violet was during the weekly staff meeting.

To her surprise, Violet’s seat had been placed right next to Curtis, while Victoria—despite being his assistant—wasn’t even given a chair.

Curtis entered the conference room last. When he noticed Victoria standing off to the side, it was too late to ask anyone to fetch her a seat.

Violet looked every bit the part in her tailored business suit, her makeup flawless, exuding confidence and poise.

Victoria, on the other hand, had been up all night and only caught a couple hours of sleep at dawn. With barely any makeup and her hair hastily tied back, she looked drained.

She was worlds apart from Violet, who seemed to glow under the fluorescent lights.