The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 707

She quickly changed and hurried downstairs.

Butler Parham was at the door, about to peer outside to see who it was.

"Butler Parham, my sheets are a little dirty. Could you have someone wash them for me?" she said, inventing an excuse to distract him.

She couldn't let him see Max picking her up, or the old man's heart might not be able to take the shock.

She didn't want to upset him.

Thinking of family, she recalled that Victoria had called to let her know the Langford patriarch was fine, which had been a huge relief.

The big family gathering was only three days away, and she and Hawthorne were scheduled to leave for Starfall City tomorrow.

The thought of having to play the part of a loving couple in front of everyone was what Gwyneth dreaded most.

But Butler Parham was no fool; he sensed something was off.

Although he did as she asked and went to arrange for the sheets to be changed, he discreetly signaled for another servant to keep an eye on things.

Gwyneth slipped out and got directly into Connor's car.

The servant who saw her rushed back to the butler.

"Ms. Everhart was just picked up by a young man!" the servant reported breathlessly. "He looked roguishly handsome, much more energetic than Mr. Everhart."

A sense of dread washed over Butler Parham.

Could Ms. Everhart and Mr. Everhart be fighting because she was having an affair?

He considered the age difference. Mr. Everhart was practically an uncle.

He'd resisted all attempts to get him to date and marry for years, and now that he'd finally found a young woman, was she already tired of him?

But he thought girls liked older, more mature and charming men.

Could it be that Mr. Everhart was already past his prime before he even hit thirty?

"Quickly, get the sheets from their room and wash them! Wash them several times, and don't forget to spray them with perfume and dry them in the sun!" Butler Parham ordered, his brow so furrowed with worry you could trap a fly in the wrinkles.

Compared to a young guy, their Mr. Everhart didn't stand much of a chance.

And from what he heard, Ms. Everhart came from an incredibly wealthy family. If anything, Mr. Everhart was the one who had married up.

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