The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 202

McNeil noticed the game's prompt: Please contact the developer. Signed, Vivian.

He'd always known Violet was Vivian. The game had been sold by Curtis Garcia for twenty million, so the listed author was "Vivian," but Violet herself wasn't technically the owner anymore.

"Maybe."

"I'm sorry, Gwyn. Looks like there are still some bugs in the game. I'll try to figure it out, okay?" Violet offered.

Strangely, Violet felt a flicker of satisfaction at the game's malfunction.

Someone had tried to swoop in and make a quick profit, but their plan had clearly backfired.

Victoria, that fool, had let Curtis sell the rights and only walked away with half a million. If she'd stepped in sooner and kept control before the sale, she could've negotiated a hefty profit-sharing deal with the buyers.

Business was never Victoria's strong suit. The buyers weren't much better—thinking they could revive the game just because Quantum Core Technologies had made waves before. But now, even after the relaunch, no one could register.

While Violet and Gwyneth talked, McNeil quietly stepped aside and dialed the contact number displayed in the game.

It rang for a long time before a customer service agent finally picked up.

"How can I help you, sir?"

McNeil hesitated. "I tried to sign up for a game account on my phone today, but it says I'm an unauthorized user. What's going on?"

The agent seemed caught off guard, pausing for a few seconds before replying, "I'm sorry, sir, but the developer set up a blacklist. If you can't log in, it means your ID has been blocked by the system."

So it wasn't just him—Violet's number was blacklisted as well.

McNeil didn't ask any more questions, nor did he tell Violet what he'd learned.