The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 236

Victoria's head was pounding.

Osborn was here purely to stir up trouble.

Ailie leaned in close and whispered, "Honestly, your Mr. Clark had a point. That guy, sending you off to the office alone—doesn't exactly scream trustworthy, does it? I'd be careful if I were you."

Victoria didn't respond. She wasn't overthinking it.

Whatever McNeil's intentions, if she could really get a three-percent cut from each of the three companies investing in the game's launch, no trap would be deep enough to scare her off.

After all, nothing could be worse than the six years she'd wasted married to McNeil—years she'd never get back.

She wasn't afraid of whatever tricks he might have up his sleeve.

"No need, I'll go by myself. Besides, he's a friend of Mr. Garcia's—I trust he won't try anything. Who turns down money handed to them on a silver platter?"

Normally, Curtis had faith in McNeil's character, but this time, something just didn't sit right. He couldn't say exactly why, but the idea of Victoria going alone made him uneasy.

"This is a company matter, Mr. Clark. Best if you don't get involved. Victoria, if you're not comfortable, I can go with you—or handle it myself."

It was the first time Curtis ever found himself wary of McNeil. There was something tangled and inexplicable between Victoria and McNeil, and it unsettled him.

"So this Mr. Langford you mentioned—who is he, anyway? What does he do?"

Osborn sipped his tea at a leisurely pace, as if to say—who could possibly have more money than he did?

"President Langford McNeil," Victoria clarified.

Osborn's eyes narrowed instantly. The Langford Group?

He didn't know Victoria's husband's full name, but he'd heard she'd married some business titan in Starfall City—someone with real power at The Langford Group.

"How many Langford Groups do you think there are?"

Could it really be that Langford Group?

Curtis shot Osborn a confused look, not quite following.

"There's only one Langford Group in Starfall City."