Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 124

Andrea’s demeanor had shifted from her usual sweet compliance to a touch of defiance. A challenging glint played in her eyes as she gave Genevieve the once–over.

Genevieve glanced at her and, without a word, attempted to walk past. But Andrea stepped forward to block her path, a cold edge to her brows. “Ms. Lawrence, you are not welcome here. Make yourself scarce before anyone notices.”

Genevieve let out a light chuckle, her eyes leisurely sweeping over Andrea, her voice loaded with implication. “I wasn’t invited by you, and you certainly don’t have the right to send me away.”

The lights poured down upon them, casting a glow on Genevieve’s radiant skin. She was breathtakingly elegant, a beauty that couldn’t be concealed.

Andrea’s smile faded as she leaned in and whispered, “Genevieve, whatever you did to my family, I’ll make sure you taste the same.”

“We’ll see about that.” Genevieve smiled dismissively, considering Andrea beneath her notice. Spoiled heiresses with more ego than ability were a dime a dozen in these circles.

True socialites who stood their ground had more than just their family’s backing; they needed their own cunning and skills.

Just as she was lifting her dress to step down, she saw a dashing man in a suit approach her. “Ms. Lawrence, I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m Johnson Lewis from TuringTech Innovations.

Genevieve was momentarily startled, then beamed. Mr. Lewis, nice to meet you!”

Genevieve had been looking for him for so long, and he finally showed up. However, considering Johnson was often spotted at gay bars, she guessed his preferences might not align with hers, but she always had a soft spot for LGBTs.

Johnson was nothing if not courteous, his gaze was gentle, not making Genevieve feel the least bit

uneasy.

But when it came to the topic of the acquisition, Johnson’s response was a bit hard to read.

They were in a crowded area, not exactly ideal for business discussions. People constantly came over to greet them, disrupting their flow.

hadn’t gotten

conversation when a small

to see what it was: it was a staff member wheeling in an ornate multi–tiered cake with “A Lifetime of Happiness” written on it.

thought, ‘Is the engagement

dress standing by their side, the blush on

hint of irritation on Anthony’s face as he scanned the crowd, not spotting the person he was looking for. Quincey pushed

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as she picked up the cake knife, glancing towards Anthony who was furrowing his brows. But then he took hold

thought. Johnson caught her eye and said with a grin, ‘I heard today’s cruise party was thrown by Mr. Hoffman himself, for a

‘I don’t know.

can see that after your divorce, you’ve thrown yourself into your

find careers way more interesting than men. The effort you put into your work pays off, but throw your feelings into a man, and it’s like tossing a pork bun to a dog–it never comes

finally spotted her. He looked frosty as he saw her enjoying a lively chat with Johnson and approached with evident dissatisfaction. “Why are

I need to check in with you about. where I am?”

thing she wanted was a public spat with him–talk about

suggested, “The auction upstairs

stood up, smiling: “Actually, I just spotted some acquaintances, I’ll say hello, Ms. Lawrence. And we can catch

Johnson excused himself. Without the desire to sit with Anthony,

with noticeably fewer people. The auction items were

encased in glass. The centerpiece, a deep blue gemstone named “Siren’s Tear,” was undoubtedly the showstopper of the night. But conspicuously, its starting bid was not listed, indicating tonight’s top bid might just be for the

came up behind her and said,