The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 481

Violet's face was battered and swollen, her eyes nearly swollen shut, when finally the commotion grew loud enough for someone to call security and break up the

fight.

"Ugh, you filthy tramp! Get lost already-don't embarrass yourself here any longer."

Someone passing by gave her a couple of extra kicks for good measure as she curled up on the floor, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Take me to the hospital. It hurts—”

Her whole body throbbed with pain; she was sure her ribs were broken again. They'd already snapped once in that street race, and now, thanks to those kicks, she was certain they'd fractured again.

In the end, someone must've worried she might actually die on Golden Era Enterprises' premises and drag the company into trouble, so they finally called an ambulance to take her away.

The entire PR department, furious over what happened, started preparing to hand in their resignations. Everyone agreed to go confess to Mr. Miller together.

The silver lining was that Simms didn't seem to care at all. He just brushed the whole thing off, told everyone not to make a scene next time, docked their pay a bit, and called it a day.

Violet spent days in the hospital, but Simms never visited, never even sent a message asking how she was.

the company was a measly compensation for her medical bills. The HR manager stopped by, putting on a

Yeah, right.

daylight, beating her within an inch of her life. And now, with a single, dismissive "misunderstanding," it

only grown because Simms

one was on her side anymore. She could do nothing but swallow

Violet did when she was able to walk wasn't to return to

confronting her mother, though, she arranged to meet

he finally got a call from the "goddess" he'd been pining

only reason I pursued your mother so passionately was just to get close to

looked at the slick, well-groomed

many clubs she'd been to, she'd never found anyone who could compare to McNeil.

them were broke, or if they had some charm, it was all fake. The rare few with genuine

but all

of desperation and bad decisions. Every time Violet came home from a club, she'd have to shower for two hours just to

found out anyway. The

"but considering how cozy you and my mother have been, how am I supposed to believe it's

hood of a car, her scarlet evening gown hugging every curve, legs long and flawless

be with me," Sid said, not missing