The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 431

“Boss—McNeil—”

Someone spotted McNeil approaching, but Victoria barely flinched. She just said coolly, “Let’s go.”

She wasn’t the least bit surprised he’d shown up again. Who knew what he wanted this time.

McNeil strode toward her, but Victoria pretended not to see him.

“Victoria—”

Lyndon stepped right into McNeil’s line of sight and called to the others, “You guys, get Vicky out of here first.”

A storm brewed in McNeil’s dark eyes.

“Vicky? That’s what you call her now?”

He didn’t wait for an answer. His fist shot out, catching Lyndon square in the jaw. But Lyndon wasn’t about to roll over, and the rest of the crew, who’d already started to leave, rushed back when they saw the scuffle break out.

The moment Lyndon took that punch, everyone piled on McNeil.

He fought back—one against twelve—and somehow, he held his own.

The whole scene turned into chaos. The stadium security, hearing the commotion, hurried over.

Victoria climbed out of the car, her face icy as she took in the brawl.

She walked right into the mess, hand on her belly. “McNeil, have you had enough yet?”

Her voice cut through the uproar, distracting McNeil just long enough for someone to land a hard punch on his face.

Lyndon and the others, wild-eyed, looked ready to keep going, but Victoria’s voice stopped them cold.

“Are you all still teenagers? Is this what you call maturity—brawling in public, like there’s no end to it?”

She was so furious, her stomach actually hurt.

McNeil shook off the others and rushed to her side.

“Are you alright?”