Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 131

Anthony slowly turned his head, looking at Lauraine coldly and impassively.

Soon, the bodyguards dragged Lauraine and Andrea to Anthony.

Lauraine’s legs weakened, and only her grip on Andrea kept her from falling.

She looked up. The turbulent sea was dark and deep, and the wind brought a salty chill.

She got goosebumps all over and trembled slightly.

“Do you know him?” Anthony asked coldly, his gaze icy.

He scrutinized Lauraine to not miss any minute expression.

Lauraine gazed at the man with the swollen face on the ground and hurriedly shook her head, looking flustered.

Andrea stepped forward and took Lauraine’s hand gently, smiling as she said, “Lauraine is scared out of her wits as it’s her first time seeing this. To be honest, it’s terrifying. Who is he? Did he do something?”

Lauraine slowly calmed down and looked at the man on the ground.

She truly didn’t know him, merely displaying fright as a stress response upon seeing his miserable

state.

“Tony, I truly don’t know him,” Lauraine said.

Anthony’s bodyguard handed over a cigar. He took it and played with it indifferently.

The light on the deck was as bright as day despite the gloom of the night, intensifying the darkness in the corner.

Shadows traveled from dark to bright, settling on Anthony’s stern face.

Half his body was shrouded in darkness, obscuring the tumultuous and oppressive emotions in his eyes while lengthening his silhouette.”

With a chilling aura, he approached Johnson and crouched down.

The moment he drew close, Johnson trembled violently.

In the next instant, Anthony’s big hand seized Johnson’s neck and squeezed viciously.

The lights illuminated his cold frame and restrained gaze, creating a great contrast.

Johnson’s face instantly flushed, and his bloodshot eyes widened.

simplest and most tormenting

surrounding bodyguards appeared

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Andrea’s expression changed

fright. She clutched her

strength to struggle, merely shaking his head vigorously and repeating, “I–I don’t know her…”

as he knew Anthony could truly

sea, my life

paled slightly and looked

me anymore, she

grip, Johnson clutched his neck and coughed violently. He curled up on the ground in pain–like a maggot that couldn’t wriggle.

voice, Anthony asked,

was referring

stiffened slightly, and she

hand, which was grasping Lauraine’s, grew

the man on the ground

forgotten why I came here tonight, which was to take care of your mother. I put up with it even though you embarrassed me a lot. I never left Mrs. Hoffman’s side

touched Johnson’s wound with

know her!” Johnson yelled, his

at

Andrea remained composed.

looked at Andrea in surprise.

to want to say something but

visibly grew restless as the rescue boats on the sea came

again and

Hoffman,”

“Mr. Hoffman,

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the scope, but still no

was already inconvenient, let alone

betting on luck.

probably clear to all

have been carried a few miles away by the undercurrent or eaten by some ferocious fish, Anthony thought. He felt a sharp pain in his chest at that

apple bobbed, and he couldn’t hold back the

up abruptly and kicked

convulsed in pain.

Johnson, seemingly unable to control his emotions, demanding in a fierce and cold voice, “Tell me, then. Who

practically came

overwhelm him, wanting nothing more than

the beginning to