The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 28

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Victoria, you’re such a fool. Even now, you still fall for McNeil’s sweet talk.

McNeil himself opened the car door for her. He took her hand, looking into her eyes with sincerity. “Tonight, I’ll bring Gwyn home for dinner.”

Victoria pulled her hand free and reached for her suitcase.

“Driver, let’s go.”

At McNeil’s command, the car started up. Out of the corner of her eye, Victoria saw him pull out his phone and make a call. Whoever he was calling, she no longer cared.

When Haley saw Victoria, she was so overjoyed she nearly burst into tears.

“Ma’am, you’re home!”

Haley wasn’t a Langford family employee. She was the old housekeeper Victoria had brought with her from the Turner family estate, the woman who had watched Victoria grow up from childhood.

After Victoria married McNeil, Haley had naturally switched to calling her “ma’am.”

“Yes, I’m back.”

Victoria headed upstairs and returned to the master bedroom she shared with McNeil.

On the nightstand lay a share transfer agreement she’d secretly signed with the old man some time ago.

How long had it been since McNeil last came home? The document hadn’t budged from its spot—no sign anyone had touched it.

Victoria picked it up, and on her way back downstairs, she tossed the agreement straight into the fireplace, watching as the flames hungrily devoured the pages.

Seated on the sofa, Victoria spent half an hour drafting a résumé.

Under work experience, aside from her two years as McNeil’s assistant at the Langford Group six years ago, there was little else of substance.

Once hailed as a financial prodigy, she’d poured all her intellect and skill into supporting McNeil. Now, six years later, she found it laughable that she couldn’t point to a single noteworthy accomplishment of her own.

She stared at her computer for five full minutes before finally sending her application off to fifty companies.

She was applying for assistant manager positions.