The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 493

Victoria slept soundly through the night, completely unaware that McNeil had stood guard outside her door until dawn.

Today was the day of Simms's trial. She dressed in a tailored black suit, somber and sharp, while Emily wore a black dress; the two of them looked as if they were heading to a funeral—which, in a sense, they were, honoring the memories of Mann and Edith.

"Mom, Grandpa," Victoria murmured as she lit a candle at the family shrine, kneeling before the portraits of Edith and her grandfather. "Today, Emily and I will finally see the one who destroyed you both brought to justice."

Only after paying her respects did she leave the Turner estate.

In the courtroom, Simms sat at the defense table. He wore an immaculate suit, hair slicked back, looking every bit the distinguished man in his forties-calm, collected, and entirely unlike a man on trial for murder.

His composure faltered only once: when his eyes fell on Emily, seated beside Victoria. The resemblance to Edith was unmistakable, and for a moment, Simms seemed genuinely taken aback.

"Surprised to see I'm still alive, brother-in-law?" Emily's voice was icy as she paused deliberately in front of him, removing her sunglasses. Simms's eyes flickered with something like fear, but he regained his poise almost instantly, even squeezing out a few tears for effect.

"Emily, I—I can't believe you're alive. I'm so moved to see you again," he said, his voice wavering just enough.

Emily let out a cold laugh. "Moved, or just scared? We'll see how you feel once the trial begins."

that? You have no

never really my brother-in-law, and you know exactly how my sister died. Go ahead-put on a show

with a hard, unblinking stare. Once she was out of his line of sight, his expression hardened,

turned to Victoria. "Is that what you

for itself. Funny

mask of indifference, his face arranged into a look of wounded

father. How could you

the other side of the courtroom and smiled. “You should save that speech for your

for the first

it were only Victoria and Emily, he would have felt secure. But the presence of Violet and Yulia unsettled him; those two could only make

Unfortunately for Simms, neither

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in

Yulia seemed interested

silent warnings. Violet offered him a