The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 102

“You’re free this afternoon, right? Go attend Gwyn’s parent-teacher conference for me. I’ve got something to deal with.”

It was McNeil. Victoria frowned—why had she even answered his call?

A glance at the screen told her why: she’d deleted his number, so now only the digits showed up instead of his name.

“You have custody of our daughter. Why should I go?”

McNeil could hear a lot of noise on Victoria’s end, but he didn’t bother asking where she was or what she was doing. He didn’t care.

Her refusal clearly annoyed him. Without another word, he hung up.

At the birthday banquet, guests kept approaching the matriarch to offer their compliments, the line never-ending. Just as everyone was settling in and the meal was about to start, a sudden commotion erupted at the entrance.

“President Langford McNeil has arrived to wish the lady a happy birthday! He brings a pair of jade figurines, a set of antique vases, and a watercolor painting.”

The man collecting gifts called out in a booming voice, and the entire banquet hall fell instantly silent.

Through the main doors, a striking couple made their entrance.

McNeil walked in with a stunning woman on his arm. Together, they crossed the threshold and entered the hall.

Violet and McNeil approached Janice. She had been sitting upright, but at the mention of McNeil’s name, she immediately stood to greet him.

“Mr. Langford, it’s an honor to have you here—I apologize for not coming to meet you sooner. Simms, please show our guests to their seats.”

Simms walked over with steady steps, his demeanor warm and welcoming.

“Mr. Langford, this way, please.”

For a brief moment, McNeil’s expression froze when he saw Simms. But he was no stranger to grand occasions; he quickly composed himself, returning to his usual cool, distant manner. “Mr. Miller.”