Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 39

As Anthony cast a brief glance at the seated duo, Louls maintained a deep, inscrutable expression, revealing nothing of his Inner emotions.

Genevieve, slightly taken aback by Anthony’s sudden arrival, maintained her composure and discreetly shifted her gaze

away.

Feeling a sinking sensation in his heart, Anthony Inhaled deeply, subtly adjusted a chair next to their table, and inquired politely, yet firmly. “Would you mind if I join you?”

Genevieve and Louis, In unison, replied, “Yes.”

The atmosphere abruptly shifted to a tense silence.

Anthony, narrowing his eyes sharply, seated himself assertively between them, emanating a faint scent of peppermint smoke.

His intrusion disrupted the previously harmonious vibe, yet Anthony displayed no remorse, even managing a smile.

Noticing the bouquet of roses on the table, a trace of iciness flickered across Anthony’s eyes. He turned his darkened gaze toward Genevieve.

“There are still some unresolved details regarding the Sincapital project. Perhaps we could discuss them elsewhere?” His voice, though cold, was deliberately moderated to sound as gentle as possible.

Genevieve’s lips tightened as she raised her eyes to Anthony, her voice flat and unyielding. “Today isn’t a good time. Let’s schedule it for another day.”

She took a discreet sip of her drink, masking her growing annoyance.

Since their divorce, Anthony’s unexpected appearances had become increasingly frequent. ‘Why can’t he just fade into the background as he used to?‘ Genevieve wondered.

Anthony, facing rejection yet again, visibly struggled to maintain his composure, his expression betraying a mix of displeasure and effort to remain calm. Regaining his emotional equilibrium, he managed a light chuckle. “Another time then. It’s rather inconvenient with an outsider present.”

With a wave of his hand, he summoned the server, adopting the air of a casual host. “Please add another set of cutlery.”

‘As if I would leave them alone for a private moment, Anthony thought defiantly.

Genevieve, taken aback by his audacity, silently questioned, ‘How can he be so shameless?‘

think we should call it a night, Mr. Fallon. I’m feeling a bit

up with a smile. “What a coincidence, I was just about to leave as well. Allow

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Chapter 39

was echoed by Anthony’s frosty interjection, “Let me drive you

enveloped the group.

icy gaze fell on

ignoring Anthony’s presence, graciously accepted Louis‘ offer, “Thank you,

with a polite nod and a

stairs, she didn’t notice a protruding piece of wood and stumbled, sharp pain

balance, she was suddenly steadied by a strong force behind her, finding herself against a man’s firm chest, the faint scent of tobacco

Lawrence, did you hurt your foot?” Anthony

Louis could reach her, Anthony had already knelt down, gently examining her ankle.

furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in

ankle, she felt uncomfortable and attempted to pull away, but the pain Intensified with every

voice stern. “It’s a sprain. You should

back. “There’s no need for your

for an answer. Swiftly, he

were futile as Anthony held her tightly, striding confidently toward

Hoffman, put me down!”

his voice

protests, he carefully placed her in his car,

a mix of cold detachment and hostility. Addressing Louis with an air of dismissive indifference,

under control.”

to maintain his composure, narrowed his eyes and retorted, “I was the one who brought her here, only right that I

so it’s

showed any signs of backing down, as the

an icy demeanor, retorted, “Mr. Fallon, there’s no need for

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