The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 602

This place was just like the villa in Starfall City. At first, she’d been startled to see the butler, but after a moment, it hardly mattered anymore.

She followed the butler to the dining room, where the table was set with all sorts of dishes, each one looking fresh and delicious.

It was a shame Leonie wasn’t up yet. There was no way she could finish all this alone; what a waste.

Still, Gwyneth did her best to eat. Ever since she’d started living with Hawthorne, she’d visibly put on weight—her waistline had grown, and her clothes, which used to feel loose, now fit snugly, accentuating her fuller figure.

She hadn’t eaten much the night before, and after Hawthorne left, her mood had shifted. She’d slept in, and now, this morning, she woke up ravenous.

She’d barely taken a few bites when Leonie finally came downstairs.

“Oh come on, you started breakfast without me?”

Leonie darted over to the table and, in what felt like seconds, devoured more than half of everything. The butler frowned, but still asked, as politely as ever, if she’d like the kitchen to bring out more of her favorites.

Gwyneth stared in disbelief. You’d never guess from her petite frame, but Leonie could easily eat twice as much as Gwyneth, even at breakfast.

People always said Southern girls were dainty with tiny appetites, but Leonie was clearly the exception.

“Full,” Leonie announced, pushing her plate away.

Gwyneth had thought there was no way they’d finish all the food, but Leonie had wiped the table clean. No wonder Mrs. Everhart always joked that if the family ever ran out of money, they wouldn’t be able to feed these two. Turns out, she wasn’t exaggerating at all.

Gwyneth glanced at the clock. “So, Leonie, you don’t have anything on today?”

She sighed. “Nothing at all. I’ll go with you to your blind date.”

Leonie nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, please!”

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