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.

to come here? You're

people who clung and pestered,

I won't stop you-I couldn't even if I tried. You don't want to marry me? Fine, I understand. But Violet is your daughter.

Wasting my time on her

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 uterus removed, and you let McNeil abandon me. And now you

her a withering look. Instinctively,

to Simms. She knew she was outmatched-a

to wherever you came from. I

and pulled out a small voice recorder, tossing it onto

eyed the

you listen. It's a little something from Mr. Miller-his sweet nothings to me. Listen, then decide if you really want to turn

stupid. He could guess the

"You're threatening me."

before ended up six feet under. I'm not looking for trouble. All

struck a