Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 23

Genevieve lingered for a moment before quickly clicking on the webpage.

The headline that dominated the morning news contered around the video of “Unspoken Rules,” even featuring George’s social media update from last night.

In stark contrast, the latter’s updates had turned into a downright joke.

Celebrities who initially came to his defense had now deleted their posts, choosing to stay silent on the matter.

Meanwhile, the comment section had become the epicenter of noise, with an eager audience anticipating the unfolding drama.

One commented: [Kindness sure is often taken advantage of. Are you even human? I’d say you’re more of an Inhumane creature instead!]

Another netizen wrote: [The person who knelt down and endured alcohol being thrown at him must be psychologically scarred. He needs to quit the entertainment Industry!]

Another one commented: [This sissy acts better than most actors. He should’ve been kicked out of the entertainment industry long ago. Genevieve’s definitely a tough one to fire you as soon as she took over!]

Another comment showered praise on Genevieve that stated: [My admiration for Genevieve is on the rise. Who wouldn’t love a woman who is beautiful, kind, and just like her?]

Without delving too deeply, Selene’s voice came through on the phone. She asked, “Did you hear? Anthony bought the top trending spot. He’s planning to leave that video up for three days, trying to mess up George’s reputation. Do you think he’s doing it for you?”

Genevieve frowned slightly. Hearing that name unsettled her.

Her lips lifted into a grin, and she let out a cold chuckle..

“Nah, he’s just distancing himself from the matter to save his own skin. Everyone knows George’s under him, Genevieve remarked.

With a disapproving sound, Selene scoffed and cursed, ‘This scumbag!”

After ending the call, Genevieve tossed her phone aside and went to freshen up.

The whole George debacle barely registered in her mind.

Instead, she was preoccupied with a more urgent matter–how to get a hold of Anthony’s blood or hair.

As Genevieve was about to leave, her phone rang.

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It was Mary, the housekeeper at the new mansion.

She hesitated briefly before picking up.

Mary’s voice came through. She said, “Mrs. Hoffman, I was cleaning up and stumbled upon a box with your personal belongings in the study. It seems to be a diary or something. Do you want to come and get it?”

Genevieve felt a jolt, her heart skipping a beat, but she replied calmly, “Sure, I’m nearby running some errands. I’ll swing by to pick it up. By the way, about Mr. Hoffman…”

A hint of hesitation lingered as she was not eager to cross paths with Anthony.

Hoffman went to the company early this morning.

this.”

replied, “Thank

that, she smiled and headed out with her car

of her first intimacy with Anthony, she recalled that he had left afterward. In a seemingly Irrational move at the time, she had picked up a strand of his hair from the bed and kept it in her diary.

it might seem somewhat absurd, the act

of the mansion, Mary greeted her with a cheerful look. However,

of anything unusual, Genevieve nodded before heading

unexpected presence awaited her

of the blue. He saw these

she hurriedly made her way

Despite his commanding and

curiosity.

at the

like “I had no idea you were this crazy about me. Even when I was crazy? I called you once, and you

of her profound love for him over a three–year journey served as undeniable proof. While Anthony could not hide his joy on the surface, a

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and guilt lingered within him.

had been utterly oblivious. There were

toward Genevieve.

in hand, her feelings for

fathom how a minor setback could hinder her love for

her eyes with indifference, gazing at

corner of her heart crumbled

to be ridiculed. It shamelessly probed and

swift and familiar pain gripped her heart as

like a scalding slap in the face, seemingly intended to humiliate her.

her body, attempting to suppress her

chill in the air seemed to solidify.

you mad,” Anthony scoffed. “I’ll give you a chance. Own up to your love for me, and I’ll let you be my wife again,” he

imposing figure advanced gradually,

down at her radiant features, a smile playing on his lips as he observed her deep in silent contemplation. An uneasy itch began to creep

stretched out his hand to wrap around her voluptuous waist, pulling her

resistance. Instead, she reached out and hugged

skin before him. Unable to resist, he lowered his

placing one foot on his calf and the other on his knee,

Anthony instinctively retreated, but the pain in his legs caused him

couch was right there to break his fall. He stared at

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he mumbled, suppressing his emotions in his tone as

approached him slowly with her