The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 788

Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, Stein’s eyes held a deep, knowing wisdom.

He couldn’t say Victoria’s thinking was wrong. To an outsider, it might sound cruel, but she was a survivor, a beast who had carved out her own empire in the jungle of the business world and elevated the Langford family to the top of Starfall City. How could she not be a woman of resolute, unconventional thinking?

Stein knew the world of men was a battlefield. It was hard enough for a woman to secure a place in it, let alone a woman with three children, all of whom carried the weight of the Langford family’s legacy on their shoulders.

“I can’t interfere with how you raise your children or choose your son-in-law. All we can do now is hope our Gwyneth rises from these ashes like a true phoenix.” Stein raised his teacup and gently clinked it against Victoria’s.

The siblings shared a smile, but an imperceptible worry lingered in both their eyes.

“Vicky,” Stein said softly, “I feel like you’ve changed. You’ve become someone I barely recognize.”

Victoria’s expression was light. “Have I? I’m not just someone’s daughter or someone’s wife anymore. I’m a mother of three. Does my brother think I’ve become too calculating?”

Stein simply smiled without a word.

They chatted amiably about their recent lives, steering clear of the topic of their children. Victoria arranged for a room for Stein at the family estate, inviting him to stay the night. After Stein met with the Langford patriarch, the old man was as delighted as a child, pulling Stein into the courtyard for a game of chess.

Watching them, the smile on Victoria’s face slowly faded. She returned to her room with the digital recorder and Patti’s confession, listening to the recording over and over again. She had been watching Hawthorne closely, and if he was truly the man this woman described, she would wait and see.

Meanwhile, in Greenvale, the next day at the office, Hawthorne was informed by HR that Patti hadn’t shown up for work and hadn’t called in. Her projects were now on hold.

“I see. Assign someone else to take over,” Hawthorne said coolly. He figured she was throwing a tantrum because he’d ignored her yesterday.

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