The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 482

"You really think you're still an eighteen-year-old girl? And your daughter's just as much of a tramp as you are."

The word "tramp" seemed to strike a nerve in Violet. Unhurried, she slid into the driver's seat and flicked on the headlights.

The beams blasted across the lot, turning darkness into daylight. Sid squinted under the harsh light, shielding his eyes with one hand.

Then Violet slammed her foot on the gas. The car hurtled toward Sid without hesitation.

Sid panicked, terror freezing his limbs. He'd thought Violet wouldn't dare, but the way she handled the car was unhinged-no matter where he ran, she kept the headlights trained on him, her aim unerring.

Cornered, with nowhere left to run, Sid crumpled to his knees.

"I'm sorry, okay? It's all my fault-please, don't hit me!"

Violet gripped the wheel, stopping only at the very last second. Sure, she wasn't allowed to race anymore, but that didn't mean she'd lost her touch behind the

wheel.

she stared coldly at Sid. "Get lost. And don't ever show your face around me

slipped into

called me here? Just to put on

Violet replied. "I wanted you to see the real man you've been sharing a bed with. Before you got any more attached. Mom,

the window, her chin raised as she blew out the last drag, her features twisted in

think I don't know that sleazebag was stringing me along? Men like him, they're all the

was silent for

want to kill

dry laugh, her face twisted

whole estate-would go to us. He's got a stake in Golden Era Enterprises AS long as he's alive, we'll never see a penny. The last woman he knocked up lost the baby, but that doesn't mean he won't keep

burned red with

away in terror. "So what do you plan to

dead-it's all the same. If someone else dies, as long as there's enough

through her mind—a boy's young, innocent

driving too fast. The couple she hit died

overheard Simms on the phone, buying off the authorities to bury the