Simms just ignored everyone, tears streaming down his face.


    "You''ve been with me ever since you were a child. How could you turn on me like this, stabbing me in the back for someone else? I don''t even know these women! You know your father has money, and everything I earn is for the Turner family-


    it''s all yours.


    I don''t know where these two came from, but they''re clearly after my money. They''re trying to frame me and drive a wedge between us. Vicky, your mother''s gone. Now I only have you-my only daughter-by my side..."


    Simms cried so convincingly, even the judge looked like he might believe him. Victoria''swyer, however, presented a thick stack of evidence showing Simms had been embezzlingpany funds for years. Yet Simms denied everything, breaking down so dramatically that he could barely speak through his sobs.


    "No one else might know, but you do, Vicky. I''m just a son-inw in the Turner family—I never had any real power. A quarter of thepany''s shares are in your name. Even I''m just working for you! You already got half of McNeil''s assets in the divorce.


    Golden Era Enterprises has always been yours. All the hard work I put in was for you. I never asked you to hand thepany over to me—I just wanted to make a living, to save up a little for my retirement. Can''t you let your father have that much?"


    Simms'' act of ying the victim was truly Oscar-worthy.


    Standing at the intiff''s table, Victoria was momentarily stunned by his words. Emily''s face was set in stone; she slipped off her high heels and gripped them tightly, ready to hurl them at Simms. But before she could act, Violet rose to her feet.


    "Dad, that''s not quite right. You only have one daughter? Then who am I? Who''s my mother?"


    Everyone in the courtroom stared at Violet in shock. Simms'' mind raced, cursing inwardly as he tried toe up with a response.


    Even Simms''wyer seemed at a loss, but Simms managed to keep hisposure.


    "You''re just con artists. I don''t know you, and you have nothing to do with me."


    But Violet was prepared. She pulled out a paternity test.


    "It''s not up to you to say whether we''re rted. Let the judge decide."


    Simms'' mask slippedpletely. He leaned in, voice low and trembling with anger. "What are you trying to pull? That test is a fake."


    Violet met his gaze coldly. "You don''t get to decide what''s real or not. Isn''t that right, Dad?"


    Yulia, arms crossed, watched the whole spectacle from the gallery. What started as a corporate fraud case had turned into a full-blown family drama.


    The judge rapped the gavel. "Court is adjourned. We''ll reconvene in thirty minutes."


    Victoria hadn''t expected Violet tond such a blow.


    Violet shot her a triumphant smile. “Ms. Turner, seems like you can''t just take whatever you want. I''m his real daughter. If my father has anything left, it should go to me and my mother.


    All these years my dad worked for


    your Turner family. Everything bet


    has should be mine. Victoria, don''t be so greedy-if you try to keep it all, you might not live to enjoy it."


    There was venom in Violet''s eyes, but Victoria barely reacted.


    "You''re wrong. Everything Simms


    has belongs to the Turner family et


    He''s stolen from thepany, and he won''t leave with anything but a prison sentence.


    As for you—you won''t get a thing. And don''t bother making me your enemy.


    You''re not even worth my time."