The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 181

Violet was growing irritated with Yulia’s constant fussing, mostly because she had confidence in herself.

“Not all men are like that, Yulia. At least McNeil isn’t. And I don’t think Mr. Campbell is that sort either—Victoria was probably just asking him for directions. Please, don’t overthink it.”

She had no patience to analyze which man Victoria might be with right now—McNeil was still waiting for her in the exhibition hall.

Seeing that Violet didn’t want to say more about Victoria, Yulia let the matter drop.

Together, they went off to find McNeil and Simms.

Meanwhile, Simms was deep in conversation with Curtis. They were discussing some of the breakthroughs on display at the tech expo—Simms was keen to break into this field, and he especially enjoyed talking shop with young, capable executives like Curtis.

As their conversation wandered, Simms subtly steered it toward Victoria.

“I’ve heard there’s a programming prodigy at your company, Mr. Garcia. Is that the woman who’s always with you?”

Curtis wasn’t sure why Simms suddenly brought up Victoria, but he answered coolly, “Yes.”

“She’s the most talented I’ve seen in a long time. Impressive,” Curtis admitted sincerely.

Simms, however, dismissed it. “Violet told me that the last time, she failed to input the key at the crucial moment and the game crashed—cost Mr. Langford hundreds of millions. With that kind of mistake, haven’t you considered letting her go?”

Now Curtis understood—the real reason Simms approached him was to demand an explanation.

After the incident, the whole company blamed Victoria, but Curtis knew the real fault lay in his own mishandling of the game’s ownership. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing someone as talented as her.

Especially after Victoria and Ailie delivered that investment report, which had earned the company over three hundred million in just two months. Even if he never won Victoria’s heart, Curtis would never let go of such rare talent.

“Thank you for the advice,” he replied coolly.

Just then, Yulia and Violet approached.

“Uncle,” Violet called out, “where’s McNeil? It’s just you two here.”

Simms replied, “He went to get the car. He asked you to wait by the entrance.”

Violet understood—McNeil didn’t want to stick around any longer. After failing to close the deal with Mr. Campbell, it was natural he’d be in a foul mood.

At that moment, Curtis spotted Victoria across the hall. He turned to the group. “You all go on ahead—I have something to take care of.” With that, he slipped away.