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 the ocean breeze

for her phone only to realize the signal was jammed–she couldn’t make a call to save her

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

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

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when the door opposite her

grabbed Genevieve’s arm and pulled hard

body felt weak and her mind was groggy;

her inside, threw her to the floor, and locked the door

pain brought a moment of clarity to Genevieve, and with a pale face, she tried to get up. looking at him. “Johnson,

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

his watch

an item from a nearby cupboard, a

I go missing,

as he walked over to the bed and switched on a camera. Then he turned to Genevieve, “Ms. Lawrence, just bad luck on your part. Someone offered a pretty penny for a video of us together, and I took

his chips, looking as though he wanted. to devour her and claim the rest of his payment.

her eyes misting over. She dug her nails into her palm to stay alert. “I can give you any amount of money you want, just name it. I’m the daughter of

Lawrence, do you think I’d fall for your act just because you bear the Lawrence name? If you were the Lawrence heiress, would the Hoffman family have turned their backs on you? Ston struggling, no one here can save you. Today’s Anthony’s engagement and everyone’s focus is elsewhere.

next second, he raised the whip, lashing it

open in the night sky, illuminating half of the sky. It was brilliant and

into an extravaganza of multicolored

the very moment they were about to fade away,

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appeared an array of beautiful, intricate patterns. People spilled out onto the decks of the cruise ship, gathering

gifts- every bit of his sincerity was tucked into these grand gestures. Yet, he