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.

the 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

Violet's mouth, the pain making her brow crease

million. Are you even human? I'm your

trembled on

the sofa; she tumbled off, crashing back to the floor, her head

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

into his leather chair, taking out a

from that man himself. He said he signed the deal for twenty million with you. What does that make me in

with

"Stop flattering yourself. That

before you ever showed up. Having you sleep with him was just a little bonus-a cherry on top. You think McNeil would back you? Who's going to hand over twenty million just because you spent

his cigar,

on the floor. Tears spilled down her

grinding

or not, you're still my daughter, and after last night, I suppose you did your part. I'll have accounting give you a

widened.

that