The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 478

Chapter 478

"You let your business partner use me like a plaything, Simms. You're a monster."

A few executives sat in the office; none of them had expected Violet to barge in at a time like this.

Simms's good mood soured instantly as Violet stormed in. He shot up from his chair and, without thinking, slapped her hard across the face.

"Didn't you see we're in a meeting? You don't even bother to knock. You're just a department manager-who do you think you are?"

The other executives sensed trouble and, not wanting to overhear anything they shouldn't, quickly got to their feet. As they left, they each cast a glance at Violet.

Ha-

There'd always been rumors about Ms. Marchand. Some said she was Mrs. Langford, others claimed she was Mr. Miller's daughter. But what kind of father would send his own daughter to someone else's bed? Clearly, Violet Marchand had no powerful backer after all.

And she definitely wasn't Mr. Miller's daughter.

Violet collapsed to the floor, unable to get up for a long moment.

the one who took you

of Violet's mouth, the pain making

I'm your daughter! If I'm not an heiress, then

on the edge of

her by the hair, yanking her up only to hurl her onto the sofa; she tumbled off, crashing back to

with someone gets you a twenty- million-dollar contract? Who

his leather chair, taking out a cigar and lighting it with deliberate

signed the deal for twenty

shaking with

"Stop flattering yourself. That

was already in the bag before you ever showed up. Having you sleep with him was just a little bonus-a cherry

flicked the ash from his cigar, his

the floor. Tears spilled down her cheeks before she

barely spared her a glance, grinding out his

those tears. Like it or not, you're still my daughter, and after last night, I suppose you did your part. I'll have

widened.

been used and broken, and that was all she was

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