The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 497

Chapter 497

Yulia jumped to argue, but Victoria closed her eyes briefly and spoke, her voice calm but cold. "My father is gone. I'm sorry, everyone, but that's the end of this meeting. I have to go collect his ashes. The burial is tomorrow, and I hope you'll all come to say goodbye."

Just moments ago, Yulia had been shouting, but the news that Simms had already been cremated hit her like a blow to the head. For a second, the world spun out of control.

Violet hadn't even processed what was happening before she and Yulia were quietly escorted out of Golden Era Enterprises.

"It's over. Everything's ruined. Damn that woman, Victoria."

Yulia never imagined Victoria would pull something like this-cremating Simms before anyone had a chance to say goodbye or even see his body.

With the remains gone, even a paternity test would be useless. As long as Victoria, the "biological daughter," refused to acknowledge any such test, no one could ever prove that Violet was actually Simms's daughter.

"Why do you say it's over? We can't just let this go."

A bitter, poisonous glint flashed in Violet's eyes.

Yulia looked defeated, hollowed out. "What else can we do? There's nothing left."

She saw no future for herself anymore.

"We dealt with Simms. We can deal with Victoria the same way."

If Simms could die, why not Victoria? Anyone who stood in the way of Violet and her mother deserved to be eliminated.

Yulia's eyes brightened with cruel hope. "You mean—?”

a police cruiser pulled up. Several uniformed officers stepped

you Violet and

felt a chill run

in a homicide investigation. Please come with us to

already been cremated. What does this have to

a look, their expressions oddly amused. "Who said this was about Simms?

to stand her ground, but she had no choice. The officers were already leading her

felt like jelly. If both she and Yulia were locked up, there'd

are you arresting me?" she demanded,

to remain silent, and if you have a

Yulia were taken

holding room. One of them

Two years ago, there

culprit wasn't found. But now someone has come forward with the vehicle's make and license plate. The car was registered to

a bomb. The memory from two years ago crashed

in a

That night, she'd been

rekindled relationship with McNeil, who'd just bought her a house on Winding Peak Lane. She'd gone out with friends, gotten drunk, and drove straight into another car. She wasn't hurt, but she panicked and

name everywhere, claiming to be

thought, after all this time, it

she insisted, thinking denial would save

death is also being investigated. The driver has

and has identified

as the ones

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