The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 485

Starfall City

"Mr. Doyle, looks like we have ourselves a deal. Come on, let's drink to it..."

Glasses clinked and laughter echoed around the table as Violet found herself nudged, once again, into the arms of another elderly man. This one seemed even older than the last.

Violet bit back her anger. There were too many eyes on her, too many people watching for her to make a scene. When Simms excused himself to use the restroom, she seized the chance to follow.

"Dad, you can't keep treating me like some escort, passing me from one man to another at every business dinner."

The words caught in her throat, but the tears were impossible to stop. They came without warning, hot and humiliated.

This month alone, she'd been forced to entertain six different men-two each week. Back at Quantum Core Technologies, she'd never had to grovel for clients; in fact, people had tiptoed around her. She was sick of it all.

Simms' slap was swift and brutal, leaving her cheek red and throbbing.

"And what right do you have to set conditions?" he sneered. "Look at yourself. No one at the company likes you. What do you have left besides that pretty face? Letting you spend time with these CEOS is already more than you deserve. If you don't want to do it, you can get out tomorrow. Or you can go back in there and do as I say."

His words left no room for negotiation. Whatever hope Violet had clung to died in that moment.

She pressed her hand to her burning cheek. "Fine... I'll do it."

oily and triumphant. "That's my girl. Stick with me,

the door. "And from now on, don't call me Dad in public. Not in

she fought

won't

it, then there was nothing

he wasn't seeing a return, he was desperate to recoup his losses any way he could-even if

how big a mistake he'd made crossing her and her

Era Enterprises? He was nothing but a social climber who'd hitched his wagon to the right

herself, forced a practiced smile, and returned to the dinner. With her heart already numb,

and

a message: the contract was signed.

was a time when millions, even tens of millions, passed through her hands without her blinking an eye. Now, for a paltry commission, she was forced to sleep

the latest

project breaking ground in Starfall

Technologies to Evermore City. A bitter smirk

Curtis had always been infatuated with her. To this day,

through her phone, staring at the contact labeled "McNeil"—a name that would never light up her screen again. Quietly, she blocked

they really were destined to never cross paths

McNeil, Violet had all but vanished from the business world. No one remembered she'd once been the woman McNeil adored, the queen

was just another pretty face among a flock of old men. Every