The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 463

"Every company assigns positions based on merit, Violet. Just because you're my daughter doesn't mean you'll get any special treatment. You need to earn

everything yourself. And another thing—"

Simms's tone was icy. "I don't want anyone to know we're related. It's not the right time for that information to be public."

Yulia felt humiliated, but she knew she couldn't argue with Simms. If he wouldn't even allow Violet to stay at Golden Era Enterprises, she would have no leverage over him in the future.

She was getting older, with no real skills to support herself, and the years she'd spent as Simms's secretary had done nothing to improve her abilities.

All her energy had gone into pleasing Simms, trying to secure her place by his side.

And she'd been plotting with him for years, trying to help Violet become Mrs. Langford.

Without Simms, her days of living comfortably as a wealthy wife would be over.

She would never choose to burn all bridges with him. There was only one option left-

"Of course I can do it on my own," Violet snapped. "Even when I was dating McNeil, I never asked for his help.”

Violet was even more indignant than Yulia.

She'd built a massive following as a racing star both at home and abroad, and her business skills were widely recognized.

her with a serious back injury-she would

couldn't help but think

while she'd fought for every scrap-only to have it all snatched

report to HR tomorrow. You were head

in that

at him in

required endless schmoozing and after-hours

would at least place her in

time involved

take after your mother, and I

Era

There'll be

had always stuck to traditional

games because

had talked him

only to

what anyone said, he wouldn't touch things like

knew exactly what Simms

now, she was powerless to stop

in tomorrow.

made it clear they were being

straightened her spine.