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.

was right outside, just a few feet away, and yet I didn’t realize it! I

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brooded.

an instant, a heavy

overwhelming

searched; there was no way Genevieve was still

here.

What did he see?‘ ruminated

thoughts flooded his mind. Anthony’s heart sank even lower as

want to admit it and still held a bit of hope that pressing Johnson here would give him answers, that ominous thought was starting to feel like

had snapped, and she had fallen on the packed cruise

was that she didn’t fall on the cruise ship but directly into

with a wide top and

dense beads of sweat formed on his

the surprise he meticulously planned for her had led her to tragedy. It was only understandable that

how long ago it was exactly that she’d taken root in his heart,

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

had become completely uncontrollable now as though he might destroy everything at any

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

that, Johnson passed

though it seemed more. like he was

rage.

Johnson simply lay motionless on the ground, virtually about to take his dying breath. As it was the first time Lauraine saw her

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fright.

grabbed Anthony’s arm tremblingly and urged, “Tony,

right then, a massive wave hit the cruise ship

involuntarily fall outward, hitting the railing. As long as

into the sea and

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

did

his grip. Andrea, who was standing not far away,

his arm.

Genevieve, like drops of water,

Andrea stayed by Anthony’s side without sleeping.

knife hanging over her head

if Johnson woke up and ratted out