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.

away, and yet I

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brooded.

practically within reach engulfed Anthony in regret. In an instant, a heavy weight that was enough to crush his heart settled

jaw as his face turned cold, his gaze darkening. The overwhelming emotions in his eyes

ship had been searched; there was no way Genevieve

here.

why? What did he see?‘ ruminated

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

to admit it and still held a bit of hope that pressing Johnson here would give him

fallen on the packed cruise

only other possibility was that she didn’t fall on the cruise ship but

ship was like an inverted trapezoid, with a wide top and narrow bottom. The chances of her being discovered were way too slim.

beads of sweat formed on his

he meticulously planned for her had led her to

Genevieve had come too late. He didn’t even know how long ago it was exactly that she’d taken

Answer me!” With ferocious, bloodshot

uncontrollable now as though he might destroy everything

legs from the torture. Anthony’s violent action made him involuntarily tilt his head back and hit the

that, Johnson passed

stimulate and wake Johnson up, though it seemed

rage.

to take his dying breath. As it was

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fright.

tremblingly and urged, “Tony, stop it.

a massive wave hit the cruise

made him involuntarily fall outward, hitting the railing. As long as he let go of

the sea and vanish.

let go. She’s waiting for you down there. With the child, he mused.

then, he did just that.

the moment he released his grip. Andrea, who was

his arm.

and Genevieve, like drops of water, had fallen into the vast sea and

stayed by

though there was a knife hanging over her head that

and ratted out Andrea, her own affairs would also