Chapter 8

She probably still thinks I'm completely in the dark about her little affair with my husband.

"Actually, I already have dinner plans with a friend. Maybe you should go ahead without me..."

Victoria Evans kept her voice steady, but I didn't miss the flicker of panic in her eyes.

Then my phone buzzed—another text from Olivia. One glance, and I knew exactly what to do.

"Victoria, what a coincidence! My husband's celebration dinner is happening here tonight. Since you've been such an amazing mentor at work, why don't you join us? It'll be the perfect chance for everyone to meet."

Before she could protest, I looped my arm through hers with practiced ease, steering her toward the private dining room. She stammered excuses, but I batted them away with effortless charm. She couldn't bolt without looking suspicious, so under my relentless cheerfulness, she had no choice but to follow.

"Daniel, look who I ran into! This is Victoria—the incredible supervisor I'm always telling you about!"

The second Daniel Evans laid eyes on her, he froze. Shock flashed across his face before he forced a polite smile.

"Sweetheart… have you two met before?"

Following Olivia's script, I asked the question with perfect innocence. Just then, Olivia herself slipped into the room, giving me a subtle nod.

The effect was instant. Both Daniel and Victoria stiffened, their reactions almost comically synchronized.

"Of course not!" they blurted out in unison.

I nearly laughed at how perfectly they'd walked into the trap—but I kept my expression flawlessly composed.

Right on cue, an elegant hostess stepped forward with a microphone. After congratulating Daniel on his promotion, she smiled sweetly and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special presentation for you tonight."

The screen lit up—revealing security footage of Daniel and Victoria tangled in each other's arms just minutes earlier, their lips locked in a kiss that left no room for doubt.

The room exploded in gasps.