The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 242

Victoria felt a tug at her heart.

She'd always known Max's story was a sad one. He was just five—so young to have lost both parents. That soft, vulnerable place inside her felt as if it had been pricked.

"I don't have anything urgent later. I can go with you."

She asked Marcus which preschool Max attended. When Marcus told her, surprise flickered in Victoria's eyes.

Gwyn went to that school, too. Both children were actually classmates.

Marcus noticed the surprise. "Something wrong?"

Victoria shook her head lightly. "No, I just realized a friend's child goes there as well."

She had no intention of telling Marcus about Gwyneth. They weren't close, and it wasn't his business.

Marcus nodded. "I have a friend whose daughter goes there—her name's Gwyneth."

Victoria's gaze lingered on him for a moment. It seemed Marcus had made the same connection.

She picked up her glass and took a steady sip of water, hiding her reaction with a casual, "Oh?"

Marcus continued, "I don't know why, but Max has always been a sweet, easygoing kid. Lately, though, he's been butting heads with my friend's daughter."

He seemed to treat Victoria as a confidante now, chatting as if they were old friends. The thought of McNeil's daughter made Marcus sigh inwardly.

That girl used to be so polite and gentle, always greeting the adults sweetly with her charming little smile.

But somewhere along the way, Gwyneth had grown distant, her attitude turning aloof even with the grown-ups—except, oddly enough, she adored being around Violet.

Marcus didn't care to meddle in the McNeil family's affairs. He just told Max to keep his distance from Gwyneth and, if possible, avoid her altogether.