The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 152

The bills were crumpled into a tight ball and hurled to the floor.

McNeil pulled out his phone and dialed his executive assistant.

“Take this agreement to the Turner family. Tell her to pick up the divorce papers from City Hall herself. I don’t have time for this.”

The assistant glanced at the paperwork, an inexplicable chill crawling over her skin as she accepted it.

Victoria left the McNeil estate and called a cab to Quantum Core Technologies.

As the car passed Central Square, her gaze drifted to a massive new billboard plastered across one of the skyscrapers—a bold announcement for next week’s rally race.

A gigantic photo dominated the display: a racer with a helmet, but beneath it, a cascade of long, dark hair—strikingly feminine, yet fierce and self-assured.

A scrolling ticker ran beneath.

The legendary female driver makes her grand return: Vivian, top mechanical engineer in the country, back on the racetrack.

Victoria looked away, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

The sponsors were a powerhouse coalition: The Langford Group, Golden Era Enterprises, and three other major Starfall City firms, all backing the event with serious muscle.

Sitting in the back seat, Victoria scrolled through her phone. Nearly every headline was about the upcoming F1 rally—her news feed flooded with stories and speculation.

She made a call.

Yasmine picked up.

“Our ad campaign can launch now,” Victoria said.

“Understood, boss,” Yasmine replied.

Victoria slipped her phone away, her gaze lingering on the three bold letters from the billboard: VIVIAN.

She allowed herself a cool, understated smile as the cab pulled up to Quantum Core Technologies.