The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 239

"Gwyn, that racecar isn't yours, sweetheart. It belongs to someone else. But if you really like it, how about Mommy buys you one next time?"

Gwyneth's face fell at once, her expression darkening.

"Why not? It's so cool—I want this one, Mom. Please, I want this one."

It hadn't even occurred to Gwyneth that the model car wasn't a gift for her. Her disappointment quickly turned into frustration.

Hadn't Mom thought to bring her a present after all this time apart? She remembered, just the other day, when she went out for dinner with Dad and Ms. Marchand, she'd even chosen Mom's favorite restaurant, hoping Mom would join them one day.

Gwyneth thought, as long as Mom wasn't upset about Dad seeing Ms. Marchand, she'd ask Dad to invite Mom along for dinner sometime.

She never expected Mom to walk in today with such a gorgeous racecar model and then refuse to let her have it. It felt so unfair.

"Gwyn, be good. Mommy's giving this car to a friend. I promise, next time we'll go pick one out together, okay?"

Honestly, every time Victoria saw that racecar—Curtis's gift—it reminded her of the awkward mess with V&S Group buying out the racing game. She just wanted it out of her sight.

Marcus had invited her to dinner for Max's birthday, and Victoria thought, why not give the car to Max? It was better than leaving it around as a constant reminder of Curtis.

She'd promised it to Max, so she couldn't back out now.

"Mom, you're so stingy. I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Tears spilled down Gwyneth's cheeks as anger bubbled up in her chest.

Mom used to be different. As long as she didn't ask for anything outrageous, Mom would always get it for her. Now she wouldn't even spare a silly toy car.

Gwyneth sobbed, heartbroken, but Victoria stood firm.