Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 32

Anthony offered to send her away again.

Rosalie froze slightly. Although she was extremely reluctant, she could only agree for the time being.

Eyes reddened, she sobbed weakly, “Anthony, I’ve caused you a lot of trouble, and I feel bad. If you want me to leave, I will.”

Anthony didn’t say anything else and took out his phone to call the media platforms.

Anthony had offered to pay money, not to mention doing it in person. Naturally, the media was wary of his influence and wouldn’t refuse him the favor.

Soon, the online sensation was forcibly brought to a halt.

Although the netizens mocked Rosalie for having powerful support, even those comments soon disappeared.

The infidelity affair of another celebrity in the circle was revealed, and everyone suddenly shifted their attention elsewhere.

Rosalie was in a great mood when she left Hoffman Group.

She took a selfie under the building of Hoffman Group and posted it on her Instagram, along with the caption: [I thank fate for our encounter!]

She put on a pretentious demeanor as if her life was utterly peaceful and serene.

Someone sent the photo to the chatting group consisting of scions, and Selene forwarded it directly to Genevieve.

Selene said, “As expected, Anthony, being rich and powerful, helped Rosalie clean up the mess. Why don’t they just announce their relationship in public?”

Genevieve saw the message without any fluctuations of emotion in her heart. She merely found it ridiculous.

She thought, ‘Isn’t this to be expected?”

Genevieve replied calmly, “The Hoffman family doesn’t approve of Rosalie. He won’t announce his marriage because he has to consider the stock price and market.”

Selene clicked her tongue and cursed, “So, that’s it? That’s the end to this matter related to Rosalie?”

Genevieve smiled and said, “It’s impossible for her to go to the TV station again. Besides, Jessica has attracted many fans

because of this!!

Selene chuckled. “Your wishes are so simple!”

Then, after Selene hung up, Genevieve smiled.

There’s no need to hurry. The interesting part

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was overwhelmed by unexpected favors when she received Quincey’s call. It had always been

and arrogant as usual. “Come and pick

could respond, she hung up.

implicated Anthony, so Quincey

with triumph.

could marry into the

taxi directly

inside. Samson’s crying sound was mixed with their laughter, which caused

Rosalie half knelt on the ground, poured coffee for them, and served

half–smile and exchanged pleasantries, but no one really looked

also taken up by the

and picked up a cup of coffee. “Mrs. Hoffman, you must be tired from taking care of

Quincey snorted coldly. She thought, ‘Of course I must put in the

recalled Rosalle was Samson’s biological mother. “Isn’t today’s scandal bad enough? If Samson grows up knowing that his real mother is someone like you, do you think others will still respect him? You staying here will only bring disgrace to Anthony and Samson. I think you’d better go abroad as soon as possible.

expression stiffened

put in more effort to force a smile and said hastily, “Mrs. Hoffman, what happened online today was deliberately caused by Genevieve to

have long been over…”

colder. “That’s enough. It’s settled. There won’t be a place for you in the Hoffman

Rosalie’s face, and she almost couldn’t

say something when the

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Rosalle kneeling there with coffee. He frowned slightly. “Why are

her eyes as she made a

I can’t

I

can only try my luck with

turned around, sobbed pitifully, and reluctantly pouted as if trying to hold back her grievances. “… I’m here

“Mrs. Hoffman, the coffee is getting cold. Would you like to try

Quincey could see through Rosalie’s

pretentious demeanor,

this aspect, Genevieve is

rage and waved away the coffee cup,

up in her eyes, she gazed at Quincey. “Mrs. Hoffman, even if you don’t like me, please don’t be angry. You must be

up with a more disdainful look on her face. “Your skills and patience in making coffee are inferior even to Genevieve’s, yet you have the audacity to ask me to take