The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 59

After picking Gwyneth up from kindergarten, Victoria realized she couldn’t put off talking to McNeil any longer.

If things kept going this way, their daughter would end up completely spoiled under his care.

Sliding into her car, Victoria called McNeil without hesitation.

At that moment, McNeil was still at Quantum Core Technologies, accompanying Violet. As the newly appointed assistant manager, Violet had insisted on holding a department meeting on her very first day. Even Ailie, the department manager, couldn’t help but smirk at that.

Clearly, Violet came in ready to climb right over her. No surprise, considering she had some powerful backing.

Well, if Violet wanted to show off, Ailie wasn’t about to back down.

She handed Violet a stack of proposals—documents she and Victoria had already discussed and that Curtis, the CEO, had signed off on.

Curtis happened to be present as well. If Violet wanted an audience, then fine—let everyone hear what she had to say.

Let’s see what she could really do.

Violet didn’t shy away. She skimmed through the proposals, quickly but thoroughly, then launched into a ten-minute presentation, speaking with clear confidence.

Even Ailie had to admit: Violet had some real skills.

But…

That was before she’d ever seen Victoria in action.

Victoria’s expertise and market analysis were on another level entirely.

Most importantly, The Langford Group had been built from the ground up by Victoria’s own hands.

Violet’s analysis wasn’t wrong—she made her case well, backed by data—but she lacked real-world experience.

Still, the executives in the room were momentarily cowed by her professionalism, her sharp business attire, and her presence.

Ailie glanced calmly at Mr. Garcia and at McNeil, who had stayed by Violet’s side the entire time.

At precisely five minutes and six seconds into Violet’s speech, both Curtis and McNeil exchanged a quick frown.

As two of Starfall City’s business heavyweights, they saw right through Violet’s presentation: smart analysis, but questionable market viability.

“I’m busy right now,” McNeil replied coolly. “We’ll talk when I get home.”

“McNeil, whatever’s going on between you and Violet is your business, but I want my daughter back. The teacher says Gwyneth spends all day playing games, sleeps through her classes, and frankly, I don’t think you or Violet are taking proper care of her.”

Victoria wasn’t trying to meddle, nor was she jealous of her daughter’s relationship with Violet.

But McNeil and Violet’s behavior was leading Gwyneth down the wrong path. She was only five; Victoria couldn’t imagine what their daughter would turn into if this kept up.

Even if they ended up divorced, she couldn’t just walk away from Gwyneth.

That was her duty as a mother.

McNeil’s expression shifted as he gripped his phone.

Violet had told him Gwyneth was perfectly well-behaved—finishing her assignments, always polite. She’d even said she’d never met a more intelligent child.

And to be fair, Gwyneth did act more obedient with them than she ever did with him and Victoria together.