Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

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The receptionist’s expression transformed into one of shock, struggling to contain her eye roll but evidently at a loss for words.

Genevieve, with an air of composure, raised her eyebrows, glanced cursorily at Lauraine, and exhaled a soft nigh. “Lauraine, If your heart yearns for him, follow it. There’s no one here to hinder you.”

Genevieve’s Implication was clear – Lauraine’s efforts to stir trouble were futile here, especially since it wasn’t Genevieve who was chasing after

Louls.

There were bodyguards outside the elevator, so Lauraine couldn’t get

Frustrated, Lauraine stamped her feet in dismay, helplessly watching Genevieve disappear into the elevator.

Feeling distraught, Lauraine dialed Anthony, her voice breaking into sobs. “Tony, is there something between Louls and Gen? What should I do now? Can you ensure Gen stays away from him?”

Anthony, always doting on his frail sister, was taken aback when he discovered her fondness for Louls.

He mused. “But perhaps, if Louis were with Lauraine, Genevieve might back off?

Anthony then consoled Lauraine with caution, “They’re just ordinary friends, Confronting Genevieve won’t help. Louis is the one showing interest In her. The issue lies with him.”

Lauraine declared, ‘I’ll confront him then!”

Before Anthony could respond, Lauraine abruptly ended the call.

Meanwhile, Genevieve handed Jasper Louis‘ business card, instructing him to personally deliver it to Hoffman Group.

While she couldn’t dictate the Hoffman family’s choices, she felt obligated to advise what was best for Frank and Margaret.

Anthony realized that Genevieve would remain neutral in their decision making.

As Jasper departed, Genevieve’s thoughts drifted to the conversation she heard in the coffee shop.

Puzzled, she felt overwhelmed by the complexity of the situation, unable to find a starting point.

‘A car accident… Genevieve pondered, sensing something amiss but unable to pinpoint it.

The following day, Selene’s call came through.

“Gen, Alden’s sugar baby is desperately trying to contact me, wanting a meeting. What do you reckon her motives are? Selene questioned.

engaged in yoga, replied while stretching, “She’s either flaunting her influence or revealing

between Aiden and L. If she’s so insecure, why not meet

thought struck her. “Best keep your distance. She’s more complicated

is? Why would I hastily

act these

Irritation, Genevieve sensed her

They’re barely managing to keep themselves afloat,

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Campbell family had been having

encountering a delirious Alden in the hospital, Genevieve soon learned of their

intentions of defending her back then, knowing

be a

up

the lounge and informed, “Ms. Lawrence, that lady over there claims to be an

Genevieve glanced over, she discovered the woman to be none other than

pursed. Without a second thought, she declared,

her.”

the receptionist

visit seemed linked to the secret Genevieve

days later,

Margaret, fortunate to catch her awake.

brief visit but

the bed, feeling a hint of anticipation. Her eyes brimming with tears, she felt a suffocating weight at the memory of the accident, where the perpetrator had fallen from a building, leaving their intentions forever unknown.

Margaret… Genevieve whispered softly.

distant, slowly focused on Genevieve. She reached

gesture had

the latter, before her expression relaxed and her eyes dimmed. Margaret

feeling a wave of discomfort, hung her head low, her shoulders giving a slight, involuntary tremble. Emotions welled up inside her, bringing her

large hand on her shoulder, its touch light as a feather yet enveloping her in a

her feet to face Anthony,

Backlit perfectly, he appeared almost ethereal, as if he were encased in a

Genevieve found herself momentarily disoriented, the man before her blurring into the memory of an elusive figure from a distant encounter three years

of unshed tears, revealing a seldom–seen fragility and vulnerability.

or weakness, Genevieve’s beauty and temperament shone

y retracted his hand, his deep and intense gaze resting upon her as he spoke in a calm, low tone. “Don’t cry. I’ve made arrangements with Atharia’s research

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with visible surprise, seemingly taken aback by his swift