The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 170

Everyone glanced at Victoria, suspicion flickering in more than a few eyes.

But the truth was, out of all of them, she was the only one who might possibly know what to do. The men exchanged uncertain looks—better to try something, even if it was a long shot, than stand around helplessly.

So Victoria started giving orders, instructing them to grab the spare tire and the jack.

The men quickly found the tools. Victoria was just about to walk them through the process of changing the tire when she happened to catch McNeil’s thoughtful gaze from the edge of the group.

Her heart skipped a beat, and the instructions she’d been about to deliver suddenly died on her lips.

“Ms. Turner, what should we do next?” someone asked.

With all the tools laid out, every pair of eyes turned expectantly to Victoria.

McNeil, leaning against a tree at the side of the mountain road, drew a cigarette from his pack and lit up, his eyes never leaving Victoria.

“N-Next—” Victoria stammered. She wanted to get this over with and almost let McNeil see right through her.

“I only learned how to change a tire by watching a video online,” she admitted after a pause, “and honestly, it’s been a while. I don’t really remember all the steps.”

Jack and George, who had been gearing up to help, deflated immediately.

“Wait, Ms. Turner, you mean you don’t actually know how to do this? You watched a video and now you’re going to teach us?” Jack asked, exasperated.

If Ms. Turner weren’t a woman, and more importantly, if she weren’t Mr. Garcia’s favorite, a few of the men might have lost their tempers right there. Was she just messing with them for fun? Maybe she was getting back at them for those snide remarks back at the hotel.

The tire was heavy—just getting it off had left them sweating—and now it seemed she might not even know what she was doing.

All the while, Violet had been leaning against the car with her arms crossed, watching the scene unfold with an amused, almost cold expression. She was curious to see how Victoria would handle things—changing a tire, really?