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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 146
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Chapter 146 "I'm full, I'll leave you to it. Enjoy your meal." With graceful poise, Victoria rose from the table and headed upstairs.

Violet's knuckles were white as she gripped her glass. "There's no way Curtis would sell the gand then split the profits with Victoria. That's impossible, isn't it?" McNeil, unfazed from start to finish, spoke quietly. "He wants Victoria to stay at the company." No one noticed the shadow that flickered in his eyes as he said this a darkness that seemed to shroud him, his entire presence radiating a chilling, simmering anger.

Simms was visibly frustrated. He'd thought that appealing to Victoria's emotions or reason would persuade her to help fix the game, but instead he'd lost hundreds of thousands on a worthless investment and walked away empty-handed.

Sensing Simms' mood souring, Yulia tried to steer the conversation elsewhere. Violet, however, couldn't hide her embarrassment or her disappointment.

"No one wanted things to end up like this," she said, voice tight. "And it's not Violet's fault." McNeil broke the tension with his calm, steady tone. "This time, the loss from Golden Era Ventures' investment is on me." His words hung in the air, plunging the room into silence.

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Suddenly, a phone rang upstairs. Everyone instinctively paused, listening.

But Victoria had closed her door, so no one heard what she said when she answered.

A few moments later, her phone rang again.

McNeil's brow furrowed before he could stop himself.

Yulia leaned over to Simms, whispering, "Looks like your daughter's in high demand tonight." Victoria had already declined Osborn's call five times. When he called a sixth time, she finally picked up.

"Con, you have to! Tomorrow's my last test drive. If you're not there, I just can't get in the zone," Osborn pleaded, shamelessly persistent. Victoria let out a sigh, the hint of a smile tugging at her lips-equal parts exasperation and affection.

"You're not a kid, Osborn. I already went last time. Let Lyndon and the others monitor your car; I can't get away right now." She had a mountain of things to do. Every tOsborn saw her, he acted like a petulant child, and sometimes she wondered if he'd ever really grown up.

He was supposed to be her senior, after all.

"No way. If you're not there, I can't push my speed." Osborn's relentless persistence wore her down. Fearing he'd keep calling all night, Victoria finally agreed.

Not long after she'd gone upstairs, the house fell silent.

Yasmine soon arrived, a folder in hand.

"Ms. Turner, here are all the registration documents for your new company." Victoria glanced through the papers, then handed her a flash drive.

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"Give this to the engineers in tech. It needs to go live next week, the sday as the F1 relay. Make sure the company nand the developer's name-Vivian- are both on it." Yasmine nodded respectfully. "Yes, ma'am." Once everything was settled, Victoria finally picked up her phone to catch up on the news.

To her surprise, the screen showed over a dozen missed calls. At first, At she assumed it was Osborn again, but when she looked closer, she realized they were from Gwyneth. One after another. The gbusiness was behind her now, so she dialed Gwyneth back.

"Mommy-" Gwyneth picked up immediately. Her voice sounded glum, but Victoria pretended not to notice. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" "That gViolet mentioned-can you really fix it?" Gwyneth couldn't let it go, and Victoria understood.

"I promise, honey, givea few days and you'll have the exact sgto play. Sound good?"

She'd used Emily's nto register her own tech firm, Evermore Cityuartered in with trusted people overseeing the operation. On paper, Victoria had nothing to do with it. Even if Violet or McNeil caught on after the glaunched, Curtis had already sold the rights. No one could stop her new company from turning a profit.

The game's hype had been off the charts. Even with just a few days on the market, players were already hooked so much so that when it was taken down, the withdrawal was palpable.