The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 454

Violet tore into Edgar, leaving him utterly humiliated. He lost all interest in the conversation and drifted away.

Meanwhile, Yulia had wrapped her arms around Sid and was already dancing cheek to cheek with him on the floor.

Draining her glass in one swift motion, Violet marched over, seized Yulia’s wrist, and pulled her away.

“What do you think you’re doing? Let go of me.”

Yulia glared at her daughter, furious that Violet was ruining her fun.

“Mom, do you even know what you’re doing right now? If Dad finds out you’re out here picking up men, he’ll never forgive you.”

Yulia’s face twisted with rage, and she slapped Violet hard across the face, the sharp sound turning heads all around them.

“Forgive me? Do I look like I need his forgiveness? If I hadn’t sacrificed everything back then—dragged you along with me, stepped aside so he and Edith Turner could play happy family—do you really think he’d be where he is today, sitting pretty as the chairman of Golden Era Enterprises? Without me, that man would be flipping switches at some factory, not running a corporation.

Now he’s made it big and thinks he can just toss us aside? Well, let me tell you, it won’t be that easy. And who says men are the only ones allowed to have a little fun? If he can fool around, why can’t I?”

Yulia yanked herself free from Violet and sneered, “And you can stop pretending to be some tragic heroine for McNeil. He’s never even touched you all these years—he doesn’t love you. No man would turn down a feast that’s right in front of him unless he never planned to take a bite in the first place.”

Drunk and reckless, Yulia wasn’t talking to Violet as her daughter, but as another woman who’d seen it all.

Yulia’s words hit Violet right where it hurt. Her face darkened, anger and embarrassment boiling over.

“Come with me. Now.”

She couldn’t bear to watch her mother make a spectacle of herself. No matter what happened between them, Yulia was still her mom, and if the press caught wind of this mess, splashing their family drama all over the front page, Simms would… What would he do? Kill them? Cut them off for good?

If Yulia wanted to self-destruct, Violet wasn’t going down with her.

She’d already lost McNeil as her shield; she couldn’t afford to lose Simms too.