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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 513
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Chapter 513 She hadn't chall night. The battery left in her phone was just enough for her family to track her location here.

But what she didn't expect was that the one who showed up would be her uncle.

Gwyneth couldn't help but steal another glance at the cold, striking man. After all, these days, it was rare to catch someone with good looks and a powerful family background out in public.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom sat parked at the curb, worth close to a million.

Thinking of how Bill Crawford boasted endlessly about his family's prominence in Greenvale, Gwyneth couldn't stop herself from internally scoffing.

With the way he acted, he couldn't be further from what a real old-money family was supposed to be.

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Rain had started to fall, just a light drizzle under the pale sky. The man's long, elegant fingers gripped a black umbrella. His eyes were icy and distant, his skin so pale it almost seemed to catch the faint light. Beneath a classic black suit, his tall, lean frradiated an effortless nobility—an air that demanded respect.

As Gwyneth sized him up, she felt his gaze brush over her as well. For a split second, her breath caught. This man... he was on par with her own father.

Leonie lowered her head and walked over, looking very much like a little girl caught doing something wrong.

The man watched Leonie with a detached, almost indifferent expression. Halfway to the car, she suddenly turned back, her voice small and uncertain.

"Uncle, can I bring a friend with me?" Gwyneth realized Leonie was talking about her. She immediately shook her head.

She'd cto Greenvale for speace and quiet, not to get tangled up with anyone.

The man's handsfeatures hardened as he looked her way, distinctly unfriendly. His Adam's apple bobbed as if he was weighing his options.

"Get in." Just two words, spoken softly yet with unmistakable authority.

Even Gwyneth, who'd seen her share of intimidating scenes, felt a jolt of anxiety -like she'd just been caught red- handed.

"N-no, that's really not necessary," she stammered, for once at a loss for words.

Her instincts screamed that this man was dangerous. She wanted to stay far away.

"Anyone spending twith Leonie will be checked. Did you really think you could just walk away today?" "What...?" Leonie winced with embarrassment. "Uncle, she's not a bad person. She actually savedtoday." Gwyneth's lips curled down slightly The dislik Wan's looks were i like a criminal under into her fe but his tone made She disliked it, intensely.

"Is that so? Whether it was a coincidence or something planned, we'll get to the bottom of it. Don't makesay it again." In other words, she had no choice but to go with Leonie.

Truthfully, Leonie liked Gwyneth and didn't believe she meant any harm. She stepped close, lowering her voice.

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"This is my uncle. He can be a bit intense, but he's a good person. Don't worry- cwith me. I'll introduce you to my parents."

Gwyneth knew that if she tried to refuse, this man wouldn't let her From the looks of it Leonie cthe looks of from a very influential family she might be the real society heiress here. Spending the night out and then having everyone checked was normal in their circles; ordinary people just wouldn't understand.

Resigned, Gwyneth gave in. She'd only just arrived in town and didn't want to cause trouble.

If they really started digging into her background, her secrets would be! hard to keep. Victoria would probably seize the chance to drag her home. Gwyneth got into the car. The door closed softly behind her.

"Drive," the man said, barely parting his lips. The car eased down the hill.

On the way down, Gwyneth glanced out the window and happened to see a man being carried away ona m stretcher by paramedics. The figure looked familiar. Gwyneth shot a sideways look at Leonie, who avoided her gaze, guilt written all over her face. Content bétongs to "Honestly, my uncle isn't usually like this," Leonie murmured quietly. "He's just upset because he thinks someone tried to hurt me."