Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

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Genevieve mulled it over for a second. Johnson knew how to drive a hard bargain.

Chances were his second condition was his real aim all along.

He asked for a lot of money, but TuringTech Innovations wasn’t worth that kind of money right

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But if Genevieve could keep all the patents and tech, it would save her a heck of a headache down the road. So, maybe there was room to negotiate after all.

Genevieve smiled and said, “We’ll need to hash out the specifics.”

That was her way of tentatively agreeing to his terms, with a clear message: she had conditions of her own that needed to be met.

Johnson smiled and raised his eyebrows, raising the glass in his hand. “Here’s to a fruitful partnership!”

They were surrounded by swarms of people. Genevieve didn’t overthink it and took a polite sip from her glass. The fruit wine packed more of a punch than she expected, but she swallowed it down anyway.

Johnson was beaming as he stood up, “Ms. Lawrence, my secretary is also here. Why don’t we take this to her room to go over the finer points?”

He seemed pleased to reach an agreement. Whipping out his phone right in front of her, he dialed up his secretary to get her room number, eager to get going.

Genevieve was stunned for a few seconds. She knew Johnson was gay, so she hadn’t really been on guard around him. She figured she might as well strike while the iron’s hot and hammer out the contract details, so she didn’t decline the offer.

She sent a quick text to Louis to keep him in the loop and followed Johnson upstairs, remembering that the secretary’s room was 602. What she didn’t realize was that her message was never sent,

Riding the elevator up, Genevieve exited onto a floor that was all rest and relaxation, the plush carpet making it a quiet zone.

But as soon as she stepped off, a heavy fog seemed to weigh down on her head.

felt very off. Leaning on the railing, she let

up, a warning siren blaring inside her head. She fumbled for

crept up from the depths of her thoughts. ‘Could it be the

realized something wasn’t right, clenched her fist tightly, and was

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when the door opposite her flung open.

and pulled

let out a sharp scream. Her whole body felt weak and her mind

threw her

a moment of clarity to Genevieve, and with a pale face, she tried to get

in the room. ‘Could this all have been a trap set by Johnson?” Genevieve couldn’t understand. ‘Why would

of his normally cordial demeanor, taking on a chilling air. He took off his watch with a

picked up an item from a

go missing, people

the bed and switched on a camera. Then he turned to Genevieve, “Ms. Lawrence, just bad luck on your part. Someone offered a

unbutton his shirt, greedy as a gambler eyeing his chips, looking as though he

stay alert. “I can give you any amount of money you want, just name it.

no one here can save you. Today’s Anthony’s engagement and

he raised the whip,

a massive firework burst open in the night sky, illuminating half of the

into an extravaganza of multicolored lilies, precious

as the lilies gently descended, at the very moment they were about to fade away, they suddenly burst again to reveal a message: “Genevieve, I

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the eyes that no one wanted to end. Out of the scintillating message appeared an array of beautiful, intricate patterns. People spilled out onto the decks of the cruise ship, gathering to watch the

into these grand gestures.