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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 862

"After the IPO, I was going to give you a matching set of jewelry. I already had it prepared—it cost me millions of dollars, and it's sitting in a bank safe right now.

Sallie, everything I have today is the result of your unwavering support. I will never forget to repay you. You are the love of my life."

Sallie smiled faintly.

"You mean you'd still love me even if I weighed two hundred pounds? But I heard you were telling other women that I was old, ugly, and incapable of giving you a son. Is that true?"

She would never forget how those women had mocked her, treating her like she was James's mother. She could easily imagine the vicious words James had used to describe her to them.

She had loved this man for twenty years. She had cherished him, elevated him, and handed him every resource imaginable to get him where he was today. And her reward? The moment he secured his success, he plotted to destroy her.

Oh wait, James hadn't secured his success yet. He was still far from the shore. What a pity—he was about to drown in the ocean the second he poked his head out. And this time, Sallie would personally hold him under.

This hypocrite. This social-climbing leech. Looking at him now, he was nearly in his fifties. His tailored suit could no longer hide his bulging, out-of-shape gut.

Even a whole bottle of shampoo couldn't fix the greasy mess on his head. Women could use makeup to enhance their looks, but when a man aged, he just looked old.

Without money to back it up, that outer shell was repulsive enough to stink up a pile of gold.

James's heart immediately sank.

"Which bastard is slandering me behind my back? If I find out, they're dead meat. Don't listen to their nonsense... We are deeply in love; our bond can cut through steel."

"Deeply in love? You sure have a way with words, James. Who exactly are you deeply in love with? How many people do you share a deep bond with?"

Sallie pulled out the photos she had taken on her phone—pictures of those women and the pack of children playing in the villa—and threw them directly in front of James.

"Do you know these women? Can you name them? And what about these eight kids? If I hadn't found out early, and let you stay out there for another ten years, you'd probably pop out eighty of them.

Which one of them are you deeply in love with? Which one shares your iron-clad bond?

Now that you're in jail, do you have any idea where they went? I told them to pool their money to bail you out, and every single one of them ran faster than a rabbit."

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