The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 174

Victoria glanced at her watch. She really was out of time.

Max chimed in, eager to help: “Miss Fannie, you should drive Uncle’s car. Ever since you fixed it up for him, he won’t let anyone else touch it—except me! No other girl is even allowed near it—”

“Max, we’re going to be late for school.”

Marcus’s tone was low and firm. Max immediately fell silent.

“Thanks. I’ll bring it back once the expo’s over,” Victoria said, slipping into the car.

As soon as she started up Marcus’s McLaren, the engine roared to life like a wild, untamed beast, launching forward with a fierce growl.

Marcus ruffled Max’s hair. “If you ever want something, or want to go somewhere, just tell your uncle, okay?”

Victoria sped through the morning traffic and soon pulled into the expo center’s parking lot.

As luck would have it, Violet and McNeil arrived at the same time. They stepped out of their car together—handsome man, stunning woman—it was impossible not to notice them.

Violet’s sharp eyes immediately caught sight of the McLaren parked nearby.

“Isn’t that Marcus’s car?” she asked, leaning casually against McNeil’s shoulder.

McNeil replied in his usual understated way, “His company’s presenting today, too. No surprise he’s here.”

Violet was about to head over to say hello to Marcus when the McLaren’s scissor door lifted—not Marcus, but a woman in a beige dress stepped out, her back to them. Violet couldn’t see her face, but she definitely recognized the license plate.

She hesitated, then stopped. “Forget it. I won’t bother. Marcus is way ahead of Curtis—if he’s interested in a girl, he actually gets her.”

She shot McNeil a sideways glance. “I think Curtis has a thing for Victoria, but—”

Violet left the sentence hanging.

McNeil’s voice was cool. “Whatever’s going on with her has nothing to do with me. Let’s not talk about her.”

Victoria and Curtis? Please.

He’d heard she already had a live-in boyfriend.

“What took you so long?”

“Ran into some trouble on the way,” she answered, relief washing over her as she recognized her brother.

Clad in a sharp black jacket, Stein’s striking features and commanding presence made him impossible to ignore.

He stepped forward, standing protectively behind Victoria. The staff, suddenly feeling the weight of his authority, hesitated.

They were about to ask Stein for his ticket when, almost instantly, an expo organizer rushed over, sweating nervously.

“Mr. Campbell, we had no idea you’d arrived. Please, come in.”

Victoria glanced inside and saw a crowd of staff swarming around Stein, their faces pale and anxious, hardly daring to breathe.

Their eyes flicked to Victoria, curiosity and a hint of something else in their gaze.

No one had heard that Mr. Campbell would be bringing family today. Who was this woman by his side?