Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 132

Amid the vast sea, there wasn’t much difference between making one or three people disappear.

Johnson convulsed violently from head to toe, having sensed Anthony’s intention. He really wants me dead! he thought.

In a flash, fear washed over Johnson, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, “I’ll tell you, Mr. Hoffman…”

The dark

that crashed against the cruise ship’s hull made heavy thuds while every hair on Johnson’s body stood on end from fright.

The bodyguards observed the gloomy and unmoving Anthony, who simply gazed at the distant sea

in silence.

Terrified, Johnson quickly confessed, “I tied her up outside the window. She was right outside when you went in!”

His voice was hoarse, panicked, and even cracked.

Anthony’s expression instantaneously changed as intense coldness surged in his eyes.

The bodyguards threw Johnson on the deck, leaving him to curl up on the ground and scream in pain.

Anthony walked over grimly, looking down from above as he demanded in an ice–cold voice, “Say that again!”

No longer daring to lie and feign ignorance, Johnson answered with difficulty while convulsing, “When you went in, I was afraid you’d find her, so I tied her outside the window. But then the rope came undone afterward, and she was gone…”

He, too, regretted his decision to go after Genevieve. Had it not been for that, he wouldn’t have fallen into his current predicament.

Johnson slumped on the ground in agony and cried bitterly, “Mr. Hoffman, I didn’t want her to die. I swear! I was just afraid to be caught by you. I planned to drag her back after you leave, but I really don’t know why she’s gone!”

Unbeknownst to him, the faces of the two women nearby had turned exceedingly dark..

Lauraine, panic–stricken, was trembling all over with a face as white as a sheet, unable to say a single word.

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Anthony blanched as well, feeling an overwhelming pain in his chest that left his breathing labored. as if something had hit his heart hard.

‘In other words, when I stormed into Room 602 to look for Genevieve, she was actually tied up outside the window.

few feet away, and yet I

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brooded.

an instant, a heavy weight that was enough to crush his

clenched his jaw as his face turned cold, his gaze darkening. The overwhelming emotions in his eyes showed how close he was

searched; there was no way Genevieve was still hidden

here.

but why? What

mind. Anthony’s heart sank even lower as his face turned grimmer.

hope that pressing Johnson here would give him answers, that ominous thought was starting

rope had snapped, and she had fallen on the packed

only other possibility was that she didn’t fall on the cruise ship but directly into the sea.

structure of this cruise ship was like an inverted trapezoid, with a wide top and narrow bottom.

formed on his forehead. His fear

led her to tragedy. It was only understandable that he couldn’t accept it.

late. He didn’t even know how long ago it was exactly that she’d taken root in his heart, occupying the

to do that? Answer me!” With ferocious, bloodshot eyes, Anthony grabbed Johnson by

though he might destroy everything at

already on his last legs from the torture. Anthony’s violent action

Johnson

frenziedly tried to stimulate and wake Johnson up, though it seemed more. like he was finding an

rage.

about to take his dying breath. As it was the first time Lauraine saw her brother acting this way, she

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fright.

over, she grabbed Anthony’s arm tremblingly and urged, “Tony, stop it. He

right then, a massive wave hit the cruise ship

fall outward, hitting the railing. As

into the sea

go. She’s waiting for you down

then, he did just that.

Andrea, who was

his arm.

drops of water, had fallen

by Anthony’s

terrified, felt as though there was a knife hanging over her

up and ratted out Andrea,