The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 467

Meanwhile, Simms was playing both sides, pretending loyalty while secretly building his own power base within the company, drawing high-level executives and shareholders to his side.

After Mann’s death, Simms dropped the mask entirely—his true, ugly nature became impossible to ignore.

So not only was Simms a parasite, living off the Turner family, he was also a thief.

He had stolen everything the Turners had ever owned, orchestrated Edith’s death, and to Victoria, no amount of punishment would ever truly suffice.

Victoria had always suspected Simms was up to no good. He’d used every trick in the book, all to get his hands on the Turner fortune, leaving a trail of blood behind him.

She had investigated before, but back then, she’d believed Simms was her biological father. For that reason alone, she had always held back, unwilling to pursue the truth to its bitter end.

If Simms had only been after the Turner family’s wealth, and Mann and Edith’s deaths had nothing to do with him, Victoria would have just handed him over to the police and let the justice system do its work. But now, that was no longer enough.

A man who murdered her mother—Victoria could never forgive that.

“How did you get your hands on all this evidence?” she asked her brother, genuinely curious. She’d spent years gathering evidence against Simms, and yet what her brother had managed to collect was far more comprehensive.

“Honestly? Luck, I guess. I didn’t even set out to dig into Simms at first. But after I found out you and I are real siblings, I started watching him closely.

There’s a shareholder at Golden Era Enterprises—Dad once called him his ‘redemption.’ They served together in the military, so you could say they’re old comrades.

You’d definitely know who I mean. All I did was ask him for a favor, to keep an eye on Simms. That’s it. I never expected he’d end up with so much evidence.

I’m starting to think he’s been collecting this stuff for a long time. There’s no way he just started now.”

Victoria felt the same. It was all too coincidental, and everything had happened at precisely the right moment. With this evidence, she could finally push for a formal investigation.

If the charges stuck, Simms would be facing at least thirty years behind bars. As for her mother and grandfather’s deaths, she would pursue justice to the very end.

Now, Victoria held two powerful weapons in her hands—Violet and Yulia.

Simms had made far too many enemies; she wasn’t the only one who wanted him gone. But for Victoria, taking his life was personal. Someone so treacherous and disloyal didn’t deserve to live.

She carefully put away the documents. McNeil had wanted to join her brother for dinner, but Stein’s phone rang before they could sit down.

“Colonel, there’s a car that’s been tailing you and Ms. Turner ever since you arrived. Should we warn them off?”