The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 450

Simms now felt nothing but a surge of disgust whenever he looked at Yulia; whatever fondness he’d once had had long curdled into something darker.

“What right do you have to say that to me?” he spat.

Yulia drew a slow, steadying breath. “Don’t forget, I know all your secrets. And you’re not even Victoria’s real father. If Golden Era Enterprises’ board ever found that out, do you really think they’d let you keep your position as chairman?”

Her words hit their mark. Simms froze for a split second, then his embarrassment turned to fury. He lunged and wrapped his hands around her throat. Violet, who had come along with them, stared in shock—she had never seen Simms look so vicious, twisted by rage.

By the time she snapped out of it, Violet was clawing desperately at Simms’s arms, trying to pull him away from her mother. But she was no match for his strength.

With a violent shove, Simms threw Violet aside and, almost as an afterthought, slapped her hard across the face.

“Ungrateful little traitors—the both of you. Don’t forget, Yulia, I could’ve tossed you out years ago, but I kept you around for old time’s sake. Who do you think paid for your comfortable life? And now you dare turn on me? Looks like you two are itching to rebel.”

Yulia shot back, her voice cold. “Save your breath. Whatever comfort I have now, I paid for it with my youth. I stayed by your side all these years because you sweet-talked me into it. If it weren’t for your empty promises, I could have married someone else and had a normal, happy family—instead of ending up like this, cast out and left with nothing.