The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 162

“What about you, Ms. Marchand? What’s your wish?”

Jack tipped his head back, having just taken a long drink of water, and shot the question at her.

Violet glanced over at McNeil with a faint, enigmatic smile. “Take a guess.”

After a short break filled with banter and laughter, the group started up another hill.

As they climbed higher, the air thinned and the temperature dropped sharply. Everyone pulled out heavier jackets and bundled up.

After several hours of hiking, most of the group began to feel the strain—some were gasping for breath, others lagging behind, their pace interrupted by frequent stops.

By now, only McNeil, Curtis, and Violet seemed to have energy left.

To everyone’s surprise, the delicate-looking Ms. Turner seemed to be handling the climb better than anyone. Her breathing was steady, her expression calm—she didn’t look tired at all.

A couple of people whispered conspiratorially.

“What’s with Ms. Turner? Do you think she’s really not tired, or just pretending? Maybe she’s trying to show off for Mr. Langford and get on Ms. Marchand’s nerves.”

“I’m telling you, married women can be completely unpredictable when they set their minds to something. Honestly, if Ms. Marchand weren’t so good-natured, she would’ve slapped her earlier when she practically fell right into Mr. Langford’s arms.”

The earlier incident had soured several people’s opinions of Victoria; now, any chance to gossip about her was eagerly seized.

Victoria simply pretended not to hear.

Let them talk, she thought. She had come to Quantum Core Technologies with a mission, and she wasn’t about to get dragged into petty drama.

“We’re all used to sitting behind desks, so this is probably the most exercise we’ve had in ages,” Violet called out, offering a bit of encouragement. “Of course we’re tired. Let’s take another break, then make a final push to the top. There’s a spa hotel up there—no one’s actually camping out in the wild tonight.”

The promise of hot baths and comfortable beds instantly revived everyone’s spirits.

A moment ago, they’d looked ready to collapse; now, people straightened up, their energy suddenly restored.