The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 231

Today, Violet asked Victoria to catch a ride with McNeil, but McNeil flatly refused, saying he didn't want any unnecessary passengers in his car. It was an obvious snub, as if he had a personal grudge against her.

Curtis's thoughts were a tangled mess. Too many strange things were happening at once, and he couldn't figure out how—or even if—they were all connected.

"Marian, this is a company dinner. Please, don't interrupt," Yulia cut Marian off just in time. Surprisingly, Marian actually listened to her.

Victoria watched them with a mocking curve to her lips. The Millers were all letting Yulia lead them around by the nose.

And no wonder. If Yulia didn't have some tricks up her sleeve, how else could she have stolen Simms away from Victoria's brilliant mother? How else could she, a woman even older than Victoria, have taken her husband and her place in the family?

"Vicky, Violet is now Vice President at Quantum Core Technologies. Everything she does is for the good of all three companies. You're Mr. Garcia's employee too, so you should follow your superior's arrangements." Simms finally spoke up.

Victoria was silent for a moment, then met their eyes—especially Simms's. "So, what's in it for me if I transfer to the tech department?"

Simms looked momentarily taken aback. Yulia's eyes lowered as she smiled and leaned over to whisper something in his ear.

"I told you, your daughter takes after you—never as simple as she seems."

Simms bristled. Her, like him? Victoria was the spitting image of her late mother, inside and out—temperament, looks, everything. There wasn't a trace of him in her.

"Victoria, you know these three companies inside out. You should also know exactly what share of the profits you'd get. Besides, all this hard work is about pursuing our dreams, about building something meaningful—not just chasing profit. And last time, when you missed the deadline to input the security key into the game software, Quantum Core Technologies lost millions, and The Langford Group and Golden Era Enterprises lost even more—billions, actually. Not to mention, when the product was pulled from the market, the combined stock prices of the companies took a massive hit.

But did anyone blame you? I heard Mr. Garcia even gave you a five-million-dollar bonus. Isn't that enough? Don't be so greedy."

Victoria listened quietly and then nodded. "You're right, Mr. Miller. I'm grateful for everything you and the company have done. Since this is all for love and dreams, not for profit, then surely Golden Era Enterprises and The Langford Group are more closely tied to Ms. Marchand than I am. Besides, as Vice President, Ms. Marchand's bonus is based on her investment—she's far better off than us regular employees."

She stood up. "I'm sorry, but I can't take this job. If you're all so passionate about your noble cause, maybe you and the other executives should be the ones to see it through. I'm just a regular person—I need money to survive." She looked at Ailie. "Let's go."