The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 461

Word of the incident still managed to slip out, though nobody could remember

who first spread the news. The bigwigs who'd attended the wedding all knew Ms. Marchand's reputation was less than spotless, so no one dared bring it up openly.

Everyone assumed Ms. Marchand would quietly leave Starfall City and start over somewhere far away. To their surprise, she stayed.

Then again, it made sense. Ms. Marchand was Yulia's niece—if anything happened, Yulia would always be there to shield her.

Violet could feel the stares and whispers, the scrutiny prickling her skin. The discomfort settled deep in her chest.

"Yulia, this way, please."

A staff member ushered her with deference into the executive elevator. Yulia, calm and composed, rode straight up to Simms' office.

As luck would have it, Simms had just wrapped up a meeting and stepped into his office when his new secretary showed Yulia in. He nearly dropped his coffee cup in shock.

permission to come here? You're not welcome. Get

who clung and

beg for reconciliation. I'm here for my daughter's future. You want a son? I won't stop you-I couldn't even if I tried. You don't

Wasting my time on

knuckles whitened as she clenched her fists, her face drained of color. "It was your plan that went wrong! Because of you, the old man had my

a withering look. Instinctively, Violet took a

McNeil to back her up anymore, Violet barely had it in her to talk back to Simms. She knew she was outmatched-a fallen star was nothing compared to even the most ordinary

from. I don't want to see

her handbag and pulled out a small voice recorder, tossing

this?" Simms eyed the

know once you listen. It's a little something from Mr. Miller-his sweet nothings to me. Listen, then decide

He

"You're threatening me."

threaten you before ended up six feet under. I'm not looking for trouble. All I want is a future for my

struck