The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

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.

little tricks you and your whore of a mother have played. I'm the one who took you in and gave you a job here. What, you think you're

of Violet's mouth,

you even human? I'm your daughter! If I'm not an heiress, then who

voice trembled on the

up only to hurl her onto the sofa; she tumbled

sleeping with someone gets you a twenty- million-dollar

taking out a cigar and lighting it with deliberate

signed the deal for twenty million

was shaking with

"Stop flattering yourself. That

just a little bonus-a cherry on top. You think McNeil would back

from his

on the floor. Tears spilled down her cheeks before she could stop

glance, grinding out his cigar in

you're still my daughter, and after last night, I suppose you did your part. I'll have accounting give you a bonus-twenty grand,

eyes widened. "Twenty

and broken, and that was all