The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 643

In Gwyneth’s memory, Yvette had never struck her as the approachable type.

“It’s fine,” Gwyneth replied curtly, not bothering with any extra pleasantries. She answered Yvette’s questions with the bare minimum, making it clear she had no interest in a drawn-out conversation.

“I know girls these days are eager for success and recognition. Ambition is good—having goals and dreams is good. But you should still be mindful of your reputation at work,” Yvette said, voice laced with implication.

Gwyneth caught her drift instantly. This little errand to pick up some documents was just a pretense; what Yvette really wanted was to lecture her.

But what did her business have to do with Yvette anyway? For a company VP, she sure liked to meddle.

Still, Gwyneth didn’t see the point in explaining herself to someone she couldn’t be bothered with.

Yvette, however, took Gwyneth’s silence as tacit agreement.

“Your husband dropped you off at work today. The other colleagues saw you. But—was that really your husband?”

Gwyneth froze. Husband? Today? Did Hawthorne drop her off and get spotted? No, that wasn’t right. Hans had given her a ride, but then his car had a flat, so she’d hitched a ride from a stranger.

Which meant—

The “husband” Yvette mentioned was actually the man who’d kindly given her a lift this morning.

Gwyneth grew even quieter. Yvette wasn’t just smug—she was outright clueless.

“No, that’s not—” She realized she needed to clarify.

“I knew it,” Yvette interrupted, leaning in conspiratorially. “Come on, you can tell me—are you the fourth or the sixth? Men that age always have a string of women on the side. You’re young and pretty, don’t let those office rumors about Mr. Everhart get to your head.”

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