The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 120

“It’s Mr. Langford and Ms. Marchand from The Langford Group.”

Immediately, one of the staff stepped forward and ushered Violet to a seat in the very front row.

Curtis took a seat right next to McNeil.

“I wanted to show you the new game our tech team’s developed. Mr. Langford, if you’re interested, maybe you could join our next project.”

McNeil’s face remained impassive. “I’m only here to support Violet. Though, you do have quite a knack for pimping out your company, don’t you?”

Curtis fell silent. That choice of words made him glance over McNeil’s shoulder at Violet, both men momentarily stunned.

Pimping out? Really?

Well, alright then.

Curtis cleared his throat. “The program was written by a very talented woman in my company. She’s quite a rare find.”

McNeil, clearly uninterested, barely reacted.

As the game launch officially began, Gwyneth pointed at the giant screen. “Hey, that looks just like the game I played!”

But not quite—it was another racing simulator, similar but not the same.

“Now we need a game tester! Any volunteers want to come up and give it a try?” the host called out, inviting the audience to test the new game in a lighthearted tone.

Violet had her hand up before the host even finished speaking. She was already on her feet. “I’ll do it.”

In the audience, Ailie smirked.

Well, isn’t she everywhere?

Does she even play video games?

Too bad Victoria isn’t here. This was supposed to be her big day, the one where she stole the show.

Ailie glanced at McNeil and then at the little girl beside him.

Suddenly, realization struck her like a bolt of lightning.

Gwyneth?

Victoria had said it was her daughter’s birthday today, and she had to rush home for the celebration.