The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 403

No one ever questioned it, and she never once mentioned her parents to anyone. The truth was, she found it embarrassing.

Her status had changed a long time ago. There was no going back to being that scrappy country girl.

What she wanted now was the title and position of Mrs. Langford. One day, she would make McNeil agree to marry her—she was sure of it.

That evening, something unusual happened—Curtis Garcia, Marcus Green, and Isaac received an invitation from McNeil.

He actually asked them out for drinks at a bar.

Isaac, never one to hold his tongue, cracked, “Is Violet coming? Because if she is, count me out. It’s supposed to be guys’ night—bringing a woman ruins the fun.”

None of them had girlfriends except McNeil. If he brought Violet along, it would just feel like he was rubbing it in their faces. Plus, with him playing boyfriend, how were the rest of them supposed to chat up anyone else? It would just kill the vibe.

McNeil replied flatly, “No, just the four of us.”

Isaac grinned. “Now we’re talking.”

Finally, a normal night out. Usually, McNeil insisted on bringing that woman along, which drove Isaac up the wall.

When the agreed time rolled around, Isaac thought he'd be the first to arrive. Turned out, he was the last.

But as soon as he walked in, Isaac frowned, taking in the scene.

“Are you guys sure you came out to have fun? It’s like a funeral in here. Not even a couple of girls to liven things up? Just sitting around, drinking? No cards? Aren’t we playing poker?”

Curtis shot him a look. “How are we supposed to play poker with just three people?”

Isaac rolled his eyes, then called over two girls to join them, draping his arms around both, looking at the others with mock disgust.

“So this is why you dragged me out? To watch you all sulk? Seriously, did you all just get dumped?”