The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 187

Victoria stopped by the office that afternoon to ask Curtis for three days off.

She needed the time for the upcoming race and to help Osborn with his final test drive—there was no way she could make it into work.

Curtis watched her enter, a dozen questions swirling through his mind.

He agreed to her request, but couldn’t hold back his curiosity.

“So, Victoria… you and Mr. Campbell—do you know each other?”

Maybe Victoria wasn’t as straightforward as he’d once thought. Aside from knowing she was married and in the middle of a messy separation, Curtis realized how little he truly understood about her. He didn’t even know where she lived, let alone who her husband was.

Was it possible Victoria’s divorce was because of her own infidelity? Had she cheated—with Stein, of all people? He couldn’t figure out why these thoughts kept connecting in his mind, and even he had to admit how ridiculous it sounded: a general from Evermore City and a married woman from Starfall, barely even out of Curtis’s sight—could she really be Mr. Campbell’s secret lover?

“So, where are you headed? Off to see Mr. Campbell?” The words slipped out before Curtis could stop himself. Mr. Campbell had left on a private jet that afternoon—was Victoria planning to join him?

The idea was driving Curtis crazy. He didn’t want to ask, but he couldn’t seem to help himself.

Victoria looked at him, more confused than anything. “No, it’s just some personal stuff. Why would you even ask that?”

She and her brother had barely spoken in public that day. In fact, they’d hardly exchanged more than five words. How had Curtis even guessed they knew each other?

“It’s nothing. Sorry, I guess I was overthinking things. Never mind—go ahead and take your time off.” Curtis forced himself to drop it. If he really wanted to know whether Victoria was still in Starfall, he could always call her during her leave.

Watching Victoria leave his office, bag in hand, Curtis suddenly felt a pang of jealousy, like some possessive boyfriend. But the truth was, Victoria had never given him any reason to assume he meant anything to her at all. It was all just his own wishful thinking.

What did he lack, compared to other men? Victoria had always kept her distance from him since joining the company—she’d never seen him as anything more than a colleague.

Victoria’s phone had been buzzing in her hand the whole time. Once she stepped outside the building, she finally answered Lyndon’s call.

“What have you been up to these last few days? Osborn’s threatening to quit again.”

Of course—it was about Osborn. Victoria gave a wry smile. “I’m on my way now, but my car’s in the shop. I’ll need to grab a cab.”

Lyndon sounded impatient. “Text me your location. I’ll pick you up.”