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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 425
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Chapter 425

"Brother-in-law?"

No one seemed sure who blurted it out, but the moment Lyndon shot them a deadly glare, everyone instantly

clammed up.

McNeil rolled the phrase around in his mind. Brother-in-law? Who's the sister in question? And what's up with this

whole odd crowd?

"We cto see you, boss. How's my godson doing today? Was he good? Didn't kick too much, did he?"

"We brought a ton of toys, and sracing videos too. He can watch all the classics, so when he's born, we'll

take him straight to the racetrack."

McNeil listened as they all called Victoria "boss," his eyes scanning the room in search of her.

"Who exactly are you people? And who invited you here?" he demanded, his face darkening.

Lyndon's lips curled in a mocking smile. "Does it matter who we are? What matters is that you're the ex-husband

now, aren't you?"

He clapped a hand on McNeil's shoulder-just for a second-because in the next moment, Victoria appeared,

practically ushered in by the whole group like skind of reluctant celebrity.

The gifts piled up at her feet, threatening to swallow her whole.

"Boss, look-brand new games, and a limited-edition racecar model!"

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"Mine's even better-open mine first!"

Victoria's head spun at the sight. "I told you all to stop bringing more stuff. The spare room's already

overflowing."

"No way," someone countered. "Once our godson is born, he'll wake up every day to a pack of racing-obsessed

uncles. He's bound to be the greatest driver the world's ever seen."

One of them had already made himself comfortable at the dining table, waving McNeil over.

"Hey, ex-husband, cjoin us. I've heard your nfor years, but this is the first tI've seen you in person.

That's something, huh?"

It was impossible to tell if he was being sincere or just taking a jab.

McNeil looked at this group of young, confident men and felt his mood sour even further.

"Victoria, is there something else you haven't told me?” he asked, his tone hard. What was she really like six

years ago? Hanging out with these... hooligans? Clearly, there was a lot he didn't know.

Lyndon glanced at him with lazy indifference. "I doubt Vicky's hiding anything. More likely, Mr. Langford here is

just too busy and important to ever listen."

Lyndon dropped into the only empty seat, and Victoria was gently tugged into the chair beside him.

The long dining table was packed, Victoria at the head, every corner taken— except for McNeil, who was left

standing.

"Sorry, looks like there's no room. Maybe you can eat later?" someone said, not sounding sorry at all.

Victoria looked at McNeil with wide, innocent eyes, but he only responded with a cold stare, glancing over the

group.

A quick count-twelve of them. Who were these people, really? And what exactly was their connection to Victoria?

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Their laughter rang out behind him, brash and unrestrained, grating on his nerves.

Victoria said nothing in his defense, calmly sipping her soup at the table.

McNeil glanced back, his expression impossible to read. The group ignored him, focused on their meal and each

other.

"I'll be across the hall. When you're all done eating, I'll cback and help tidy up."