Emily coughed up a mouthful of blood, sending Victoria into a panic.


    She snatched up her phone and dialed emergency services, getting Emily to the hospital as fast as she could.


    As they loaded Emily into the ambnce, Victoria caught sight of police officers cordoning off the scene and covering a body with a white sheet. Emilyy on the stretcher, still conscious, her expression oddly cheerful.


    "Vicky, is that monster finally dead?"


    She had waited for this day for so long. Victoria nodded. "Yes."


    The medical examiner would soon confirm the truth, but for now, Victoria had more pressing matters to handle.


    She immediately called Yasmine.


    "Once the coroner confirms Simms'' death, arrange for immediate cremation. No dys."


    She clutched her phone tightly, her eyes resolute.


    Emily squeezed her hand, her gaze burning with hatred.


    "Vicky, he deserved far worse. He should have been dragged out and humiliated


    in front of everyone. Cremating him so quickly is letting him off too easy."


    Victoria shook her head with a faint, cold smile. "You don''t understand, Aunt Emily."


    She knew Violet and Yulia would seize on this opportunity to make their move, but she would never let them get their way.


    Golden Era Enterprises belonged to the Turner family. No one outside the Turners would ever get their hands on it.


    Victoria asked Yasmine to take Emily back to the Turner estate.


    She herself had to deal with the aftermath.


    Meanwhile, Violet and her daughter Yulia showed up at Golden Era Enterprises brandishing a paternity test.


    Unfortunately for them, Victoria arrived before they did.


    "We''re deeply saddened by Mr. Miller''s passing. My condolences," Victoria said to the board.


    With her own twenty-five percent share of Golden Era Enterprises, plus another ten percent that had belonged to Simms, Victoria now held thergest stake in thepany.


    Seated at the head of the boardroom table, she took Simms'' ce as the new chairwoman of Golden Era Enterprises.


    Everything had fallen perfectly into ce-Victoria had reimed thepany for the Turner family with barely any effort.


    She was about to address the board when the doors burst open.


    "Victoria has no right to be chairwoman! She''s not even Simms'' real daughter. We are Mr. Miller''s true family!" Yulia shouted.


    She waved the paternity report high above her head.


    "My daughter Violet is Mr. Miller''s biological child. Victoria has no blood rtion to him at all-she''s rtion just the result of Edith''s affair. The Turner family only handed ove Golden Era Enterprises to MOMiller


    out of guilt. As for Victorian


    she tricked Simms into signing them over. Open your eyes, everyone, or this woman will ruin Golden Era Enterprises."


    Victoria regarded Yulia and Violet without a hint of hurry or fear.


    These two were the real parasites of the Turner family, she thought. Their ambition to seize what never belonged to them was pure delusion.


    "Call security," Victoria said coolly.


    "Victoria, that''s my line. I''m Simms'' real daughter. Get out of Golden Era Enterprises! You don''t deserve that seat!" Violet snapped.


    The shareholders exchanged uneasy nces. Victoria offered a calm, dismissive smile.


    "That paternity test of yours is a fake. My father just died and now youe out of nowhere, iming kinship? It''sughable. You think a piece of paper is all it takes to im a father? Don''t kid yourselves.


    If my father was truly your biological


    i.ne


    dad, do you think he''d have let his own daughter be used to entertain clients? Every shareholder here. know that for myst birthday and for my mother''s memorial-he gifted me millions'' worth of emeralds. Anyone with eyes can see who his real family is."


    Victoria had tolerated calling Simms "Dad" all these years to keep Yulia and Violet from exploiting any loopholes-but this would be thest time. Once things settled, she''d make the truth public, bit by bit.


    Violet had rehearsed a hundred ways Victoria might respond—this wasn''t one of them.


    She thought the paternity test would be her trump card, that even Victoria would have no defense.


    But Victoria simply imed the test was a forgery.


    "What proof do you have that it''s fake?" Violet sneered, her face twisted with


    scorn.


    For over six years, she had kept Victoria under her thumb. Even though she''d failed to marry McNeil, she had still ruined Victoria''s rtionship with him. What did she have to fear from a loser like this?


    "And what proof do you have that it isn''t?" Victoria shot back. "If you were really my father''s daughter, don''t you think someone would have heard about it by now? Ms.


    Marchand, you''ve been at Goe


    Era Enterprises for over a month-did my father ever show you any special treatment?"


    The shareholders burst outughing, openly mocking Violet.


    Everyone knew what Simms had made Violet do-how she''d been sent out to schmooze clients, and how far she''d gone to please them. Even if she could prove she was Simms'' daughter, it was clear Simms had never intended to acknowledge her.


    Violet''s face turned dark. Yulia tried to argue, but her voice was weak.


    "Say what you want, the paternity test is real."


    "Then prove it," Victoria replied.


    Just then, her phone rang the funeral home, calling to let her know Simms''


    ashes were ready for collection.


    "I already said, you have a paternity test."


    Victoria rose from her seat as security entered the boardroom.


    "Escort them out," she instructed.


    Violet and Yulia were livid.


    "Victoria, you have nothing to do with Simms. If you don''t believe us, take his hair


    and yours for a paternity test. Then everyone will see the truth."