The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 77

Victoria wasn’t about to let her guard down.

When Teague reached out to her, she called Marcus right away.

“Pick a time, and I’ll go with you,” she offered.

Marcus had never dared to contact “Fannie” directly—it was Max who’d gotten her in trouble, not Victoria. He figured Victoria might know a thing or two about cars, but the idea that she could actually fix one? That sounded like a joke, and he didn’t take it seriously.

“Sounds good. I still have your coat from last time. I’ve had it cleaned, so I’ll bring it when we meet.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

As soon as Marcus hung up, everyone at the table stared at him.

“What are you all looking at?” he snapped, glancing around.

Isaac gave him a pointed look. “Was that your girlfriend calling?”

After the Curtis fiasco—who had been so eager to show off his new romance, only to crash and burn—they’d all learned not to pressure Marcus to introduce the mysterious woman.

“It was just about something else,” Marcus replied coolly.

McNeil took a sip of his drink, his gaze lingering on Marcus.

Something about Marcus’s suit looked awfully familiar.

“What brand do you usually wear?” McNeil asked, as if the thought had just occurred to him.

Marcus wasn’t sure why McNeil cared, but answered with a shrug, “Tailor-made. If you’re interested, I can have my team set you up.”

McNeil pressed his lips together, then asked, “How many of that style are out there?”

Marcus frowned, growing irritated. “You think I get my suits wholesale? Every one is made to my measurements. Whose chest and abs are going to match mine down to the millimeter?”

McNeil stared at him, his fists clenching under the table.

Finally, he asked, “What’s the name of the woman you’re interested in?”

Marcus was puzzled by McNeil’s sudden nosiness. He’d never cared about this stuff before.