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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

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Chapter 470

McNeil's voice was ice-cold. "Mr. Campbell makes it sound so easy-he seduced another man's wife and still

manages to look like the noble one."

He turned on his heel, not bothering to look back. Stein's driver, who had overheard McNeil's words, exchanged a

glance with him. Their families had served the Campbells for generations.

"General, wantto teach that guy a lesson?" the driver asked quietly.

Stein didn't seem the least bit bothered. "Let it go. Just drive."

When McNeil slid into his own car, the nanny caught sight of his stormy expression and immediately shrank

back, barely daring to breathe.

The truth was, Mr. Langford was usually a gentle man. He wasn't much of a talker, but he was genuinely good to

his wife and children. The household staff often whispered that he even owned a company and was quite

wealthy.

The nanny had worked in a few upscale homes before, and she'd always harbored doubts about Mrs. Langford's

status. Couples with that kind of closeness were rare among the rich-it was usually the mistress who got

pampered like that.

Mr. Langford spent nearly all his tat home, doting on his wife and kids. The nanny couldn't recall ever seeing

him leave the house.

Later, she overheard a bit of gossip: apparently, Mr. and Mrs. Langford were already divorced. Now it was Mr.

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Langford clinging to her, afraid to leave her side because Mrs. Langford had plenty of suitors. He simply couldn't

bear to be apart from her.

Thankfully, the children were sound asleep. Even so, the nanny felt a heavy pressure in the air with Mr.

Langford's dark mood. She unconsciously lowered her head, trying to make herself invisible.

McNeil kept his eyes fixed on the front door, waiting. Before long, Victoria emerged.

He signaled the driver to pull the car around to a discreet spot with a good view. As soon as Victoria got in, they

headed for home.

"Take us back," McNeil said quietly to the driver.

He took a shortcut, arriving at the house nearly ten minutes ahead of Victoria.

When Victoria finally returned, McNeil was in the kitchen preparing ingredients, planning to cook her a lavish

meal.

Their eyes met, just for a moment, before Victoria turned away and went straight to check on the children.

McNeil's gaze followed her, lingering as she disappeared into the kids' room and waited until she cback out.

"You went to see Stein this

afternoon?" he asked, unable to keep

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kitchen island and picked up a slice of watermelon.

She looked at him, brows furrowing slightly. "Were you following me?"

A mocking smile curled at McNeil's lips. "Was it Stein who told you?"

Victoria pushed her chair back and stood, her face pale. "McNeil, have | not made myself clear? You're you, and

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pull this again-"

She broke off, not bothering to finish.

McNeil reached across the counter and caught her arm. "Victoria, do you really

think Stein loves you?"

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Victoria let out a cold laugh. "Oh, he's not genuine? And you are, McNeil? If you're

so sincere, why did we end up divorced?"

Her eyes cut right through him. McNeil was at a loss for words, color rising to his cheeks.

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Victoria's reply was flat: "Don't bother. I'll be eating out later anyway."