The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 108

Everyone had gathered together again. Apart from Lyndon, who kept his distance, the whole group was buzzing with excitement.

After all, Victoria’s return was something to celebrate.

Late that night, the shrill ring of the phone shattered the silence, startling Victoria awake.

It was the landline—an internal call.

She picked up quickly.

“Ma’am, please come home. Sir’s running a high fever.”

Xenia’s voice was laced with panic.

Victoria had assumed it was something urgent, but it turned out McNeil was ill.

Unfazed, she replied, “Just give him something to bring the fever down. If he’s still unwell tomorrow, call a doctor then.”

Messages from friends kept streaming across her laptop screen. The lively conversation was the perfect distraction, and Victoria didn’t want to leave it behind.

“But ma’am, it’s serious,” Xenia insisted. “He got whipped by the old man at the estate—his back’s covered in blood. The doctor’s already been, dressed the wounds, but when I checked on him just now, the bleeding hadn’t stopped, and his fever’s getting worse.”

Xenia hesitated, then added, “He keeps calling your name. Ma’am, for Miss Gwyneth’s sake, please come. If something happens to him, Miss Gwyneth will be left without a father.”

Something about those final words tugged at Victoria’s heart. Suddenly, she lost all interest in chatting.

Even as the group chat continued buzzing with messages, Victoria disappeared from the conversation.

People kept tagging her, but eventually, her profile icon turned gray.

It was late. The icy wind outside cut right through to the bone.

Hearing the commotion, Haley hurried after her, pressing a thick coat into Victoria’s hands.

“It’s freezing out there. Please wear this, miss.”

Victoria murmured her thanks, pulled on the coat, and slipped into the car.

When she arrived at the villa, Xenia was waiting anxiously at the door.