The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 30

“Give me the whole second floor, will you? Is Mom’s old study still there?”

Victoria didn’t respond to Simms—nor did she care to.

This was her personal business, and she had no intention of discussing it with Simms.

“How long are you planning to stay?”

Judging by Victoria’s demeanor, she was settling in for the long haul. But how could that be allowed?

“I’ve already moved some of my things back. In a couple of days, could you find a few people to help me with the rest? This is my home—I don’t see any problem with me coming back.”

Simms fell silent.

The house was still in Edith’s name, and Victoria was their biological daughter. He had no grounds to ask her to leave.

“There’s no problem.”

Simms looked at Victoria, standing there with an air of command, and for a fleeting moment saw the ghost of his late wife in her. He couldn’t help but frown.

Victoria headed upstairs, where Yasmine had already unpacked her belongings.

The study was right next to the bedroom. Victoria stepped in, powered up her laptop, and checked if any responses had come in to her job applications.

Hours slipped by unnoticed, until her phone buzzed on the desk.

It was Haley calling.

“Ma’am, will you be home for dinner tonight?”

Victoria glanced up; it was already dark outside.

“No, I won’t be coming back.”

She paused, then added, “Haley, pack your things over the next couple of days.”

Haley froze, uncertain what Victoria meant.

After a moment, her voice dropped to a whisper. “Ma’am, I know I’m getting old, and Mr. Langford doesn’t care for me much. I understand—I don’t want to make things difficult for you.”

Victoria realized she’d misunderstood.

“Haley, I want you to come with me—to the Turner family home.”