The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 355 Curtis replied with a single word, his tone as cool as ever.

"Alright." The next morning Ailie and Victoria arrived at the Starfall City airport, their luggage minimal-just a single suitcase each, no unnecessary extras.

McNeil showed up alone as well, wheeling his suitcase with the effortless composure of someone used to being in control, a subtle air of detachment around him. His shirt was crisp and flawless, not a wrinkle in sight, tailored perfectly to his athletic frame. He carried his suit jacket draped over his forearm. Every woman who passed him seemed compelled to sneak a second glance.

Ailie and Victoria stood side by side, watching as McNeil gradually cinto view.

"Such a classic gentleman on the outside-what a waste of a handsface," Ailie muttered, annoyance flickering in her eyes. She couldn't understand why fate seemed to favor men like him. People with twisted morals, who fooled around despite being married, somehow still managed to land wealth and admiration that everyone else could only dream of. The world just wasn't fair.

McNeil approached, holding three plane tickets. He handed them to Victoria.

"This one's yours. The other is for your friend," he said calmly.

Victoria took the tickets and immediately noticed something was off; the flight McNeil booked for Ailie was completely different from theirs.

"What's this supposed to mean? Where is this flight going? Why did you book her on a different one?" she demanded.

Ailie handed her suitcase to Victoria, saying she needed to use the restroom. As soon as Ailie disappeared into the crowd, Victoria turned to McNeil, her voice low and edged with anger.

"This ticket goes to Marisbright. There's a beach and a villa there. I booked her the best hotel. While we're in Evermore City, she can enjoy her own little vacation," McNeil explained, unruffled.

"That's not what we agreed on! She was supposed to cwith us. Why are you sending her off on her own?" Victoria's glare was icy.

McNeil's gaze remained indifferent. "You know exactly why. Do married couples really need a third wheel tagging along on a business trip?" And just like that, Victoria understood he wanted them alone, sharing a hotel room. Her ears burned red. "McNeil, we're traveling for work. This is a professional trip. Don't even think about it-I'm not agreeing to this. If Ailie can't cwith us, then change the flights. Now." She hated how he always made decisions without consulting her.

McNeil pressed his tongue against his molars, a flicker of annoyance in his eyes.

"I heard Ailie's taking care of a paralyzed grandmother and a younger brother. The whole family relies on her, isn't that right?" Victoria's face paled. "What are you getting at?" "Nothing. Just making conversation," he said, though the threat was clear.

He reached out, tucking a stray strand of her hair behind her ear, revealing her strikingly beautiful profile. Victoria's face really could turn heads-McNeil had always been drawn to her looks, obsessed even. That hadn't changed.

"If you insist on bringing her along, I won't stop you. But I can't promise her family won't run into... complications while she's away. Victoria, after all these years, you know what I'm capable of. Stricks, I even learned from you. Remember?" Victoria slapped his hand away, eyes flashing with hatred-though she quickly masked it.

"Fine, McNeil. I'll give her the ticket. Let her go enjoy her vacation. Just remember, I hope you never regret what you did today." McNeil leaned in, his voice a low whisper. "How could I regret it? We're still married, aren't we?" Ailie walked back towards them.

Victoria handed her the ticket with a reassuring smile. "Ailie, I need to talk to McNeil for a moment. You go ahead and board first-we'll meet you on the plane." Ailie looked at McNeil suspiciously, then at Victoria. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Victoria laughed. "Of course not, silly. Go on, I'll be fine. He wouldn't dare pull anything." Really, what could McNeil do to her? She was carrying the Langford family's heir, and old Mr. Langford was her shield. If anything happened, all she had to do was mention his name-McNeil wouldn't dare step out of line.

"Alright, I'll board first. Be careful," Ailie said, still not suspecting a thing, and headed toward the gate with her ticket. As Ailie's figure disappeared, Victoria and McNeil stood together, looking every bit the picture-perfect couple.

McNeil took her suitcase, and the two of them went to their own gate.

It wasn't until her flight took off that Ailie realized McNeil and Victoria hadn't boarded with her. She tried calling, but couldn't get through. Anxiously, she asked

a flight attendant and finally learned that her plane wasn't heading tam Evermore City at all-it was bound for Marisbright. Ailie was stunned. No doubt, this was McNeil's doing.

Meanwhile, McNeil and Victoria boarded a different flight. Only after Victoria checked in did she realize they were the only two passengers on the entire plane. So it wasn't really a commercial flight at all-it was McNeil's private jet.

"There was no need for all this fuss," McNeil said with a hint of a smile. "Taking our own private plane would have been faster. But my darling wife enjoys the thrill of flying like ordinary people, so I thought I'd indulge you."