NovelUpdateChapter 479
If he'd known Victoria would cout on top in the end, he wouldn't have bothered worrying about blood ties.
Siding with the real winner was always the smarter move.
Old money families weren't blind. He'd thought he could turn his biological daughter into a proper socialite by
throwing money at her, but when you put Violet
next to the real thing, she simply didn't measure up.
Violet pressed a trembling hand to her swollen cheek, eyes burning with resentment.
"So from the very beginning, you targeted the McNeils. You deliberately pushedtoward him, hoping I'd be
useful to you one day. Isn't that right?"
She couldn't let it go.
Simms clicked his tongue. "Please. | didn't make you go after McNeil. It just happened you latched on to him—
and you blew it. Did you really think I'd keep treating you like a princess when you're no use toat all?"
A cold weight settled in Violet's chest.
This was her father. She'd thought, deep down, he must have loved her at least a little.
But now, looking at the man before her, she realized even her foster parents, back in that little town, had been
better than this. They never tried to profit off her, never forced her to do things she didn't want to do.
"Don't make it sound so ugly. Deliberate or not, | never told you to go after McNeil. Out of all those rich kids, you
could've picked any one. But McNeil's Victoria's husband. If you don't have what it takes, don't bother
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Violet tried to protest, but Simms cut her off coldly.
"That's enough. Either you start treating our clients right, or there's the door. Stay
if you want, but if you're not willing to work, get out."
Forcing herself up from the floor, Violet wanted to snap back, to say something, anything but not a single word
would come.
Simms pointed to the door. Humiliated, Violet walked out.
As she passed through the company's corridors, gossip filled her ears like a thousand wasps.
"Did you hear? Last night, the company landed a big contract-all thanks to Ms. Marchand sleeping with the
client."
"Seriously? How much was the deal for? She must have sserious skills."
"No kidding. She used to date President Langford, right? Even if she was just the mistress, she's got her charms."
"Once you've dated the richest man City, you're not the same
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Each rumor pricked at Violet's heart like a needle, leaving her raw and bleeding inside.
Swallowing her anger, she marched into the PR department.
But not a single person greeted her.
Furious, she swept the room with her glare. "What, are you all dead? Can't you see I'm here?"
The sudden outburst startled the PR staff into silence.
"Wynn-Ms. Marchand?" her
finally called, approaching
with a paper cup in hand. Sheet
stepped out for coffee.
"It's work hours. Where'd you run off to?"
Violet's eyes landed on the coffee, and she reached for it without thinking.
But her assistant pulled it away in time.
"What's your problem? Givethe coffee. Now."
"Sorry, Ms. Marchand, but | got this for myself. If you want some, you'll need to
get it yourself."
Violet's expression darkened instantly.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
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