The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

"It's Mr. Langford and Ms. Marchand from The Langford Group."

Immediately, one of the staff stepped forward and ushered Violet to a seat in the very front row.

Curtis took a seat right next to McNeil.

"I wanted to show you the new game our tech team's developed. Mr. Langford, if you're interested, maybe you could join our next project."

McNeil's face remained impassive. "I'm only here to support Violet. Though, you do have quite a knack for pimping out your company, don't you?"

Curtis fell silent. That choice of words made him glance over McNeil's shoulder at Violet, both men momentarily stunned.

Pimping out? Really?

Well, alright then.

Curtis cleared his throat. "The program was written by a very talented woman in my company. She's quite a rare find."

McNeil, clearly uninterested, barely reacted.

As the game launch officially began, Gwyneth pointed at the giant screen. "Hey, that looks just like the game I played!"

But not quite it was another racing simulator, similar but not the same.

"Now we need a game tester! Any volunteers want to come up and give it a try?" the host called out, inviting the audience to test the new game in a lighthearted tone.

Violet had her hand up before the host even finished speaking. She was already on her feet. "I'll do it."

In the audience, Ailie smirked.

Well, isn't she everywhere?

Does she even play video games?

Too bad Victoria isn't here. This was supposed to be her big day, the one where she stole the show.

Ailie glanced at McNeil and then at the little girl beside him.

Suddenly, realization struck her like a bolt of lightning.

Gwyneth?

Victoria had said it was her daughter's birthday today, and she had to rush home for the celebration.

So, how exactly did Gwyneth end up at a game launch?

Ailie quickly snapped a photo and sent it to Victoria.

"You sure you're going to celebrate your daughter's birthday at home?"

What a "sweet little angel," huh? The kid was busy tagging along with her dad, fawning over his future wife.

As far as Ailie remembered, nobody told Violet to come to the launch. As the manager of the Investment Department, Ailie's attendance was enough-Violet hadn't even been involved in this project.

Meanwhile, Victoria was still at home, waiting like a fool.noveldrama

Two hours had passed. She chatted absentmindedly with Lyndon and the others, her gaze fixed on the front door.

Minutes ticked by. Still no sign of Gwyneth.

Then, her phone buzzed with a message from Ailie.

Victoria opened it and realized Gwyneth was at the launch with McNeil and Violet.

The presents and cake on the table suddenly looked ridiculous, mocking her enthusiasm.

She should have seen it coming. There was no reason Gwyneth's gift had to be given on her birthday, no reason to treat this as some special surprise.

These days, any day spent with Violet was the only day that seemed to matter to Gwyneth.

Victoria packed away her laptop and stood up from the couch.

Xenia, watching her, looked nervous. "Ma'am, should I call Mr. McNeil for you?"

She could tell Mrs. McNeil had given up waiting for her husband and Miss Gwyneth.

"That's not necessary. I've already downloaded the game for Gwyneth-it's on her tablet. You can let her know when she gets home, or call Mr. McNeil and ask him to pick it up whenever he has time."

She had plenty to do-not just sit around waiting.

Back at the launch, Violet was already deep into the game.

Gwyneth, watching from the audience, was practically bouncing with excitement.

After a round, Violet, clearly pleased, took the microphone from the host and looked right at Gwyneth.

"I'd like to invite a young gamer to team up with me. Miss Gwyneth, would you like to join me?"