The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 183

Victoria and Curtis both noticed that the hotel was on high alert, with security stationed every few paces along the walls. There weren’t any idle guests wandering about—the only people inside were the elite business leaders personally invited by Stein.

As they ascended to the Grand Magnolia Banquet Hall, Victoria took in the enormous dining table, crowned with a lavish floral centerpiece. By a rough count, nearly thirty people were attending the luncheon.

Violet arrived arm-in-arm with McNeil. Simms and Yulia soon followed.

When the group saw Victoria had turned up as well, everyone—except for McNeil—couldn’t hide their surprise.

“Looks like Mr. Garcia is really invested in Victoria,” Yulia remarked, her tone edged with a faint, awkward smile.

Violet leaned toward McNeil and whispered, “Why don’t we take those seats over there?” She nodded toward a spot away from Curtis and Victoria.

Victoria chose a seat at random, and Curtis immediately sat down beside her.

McNeil, however, didn’t intend to sit too far away. Instead, he made his way toward Curtis, with Violet hurrying after him.

Scott, who had been clinging to Curtis all afternoon, realized there were no seats left next to him. Sitting beside Victoria was out of the question—he was here for Curtis, after all. How was he supposed to chat if Victoria was in the way? Spotting the steely look on McNeil’s face, Scott knew better than to make trouble. He quietly found himself another seat.

As Violet passed by Victoria, she made sure to speak loudly enough for her to hear. “This really isn’t the place for you. Didn’t you know the host arranged the guest list down to the last person? Don’t blame me if you get asked to leave later—it won’t be a pretty sight.”

Victoria didn’t reply. She calmly picked up her water glass and took a sip.

Seeing her indifference, Violet decided not to waste any more energy. If Victoria insisted on humiliating herself by showing up uninvited, so be it.

Violet settled in beside McNeil, who poured her some tea. She took a small sip, then glanced again at Victoria, her lips barely curled into a cool, almost imperceptible smile.

Most of the guests were prominent figures from Starfall City’s high society. Over the past few months, McNeil had brought Victoria to countless events—many people were now familiar with Violet, having crossed paths with her frequently.

There was still a buzz about Quantum Core Technologies’ latest game launch, especially among those who knew Violet had written the code herself. More than a few guests took the opportunity to strike up conversation with her.