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.

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

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

there was no way

here.

jumped, but why? What did he see?‘ ruminated Anthony,

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

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

fallen on the packed cruise ship, it was impossible that it could’ve gone unnoticed.

didn’t fall on the cruise ship

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

in pain as dense beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His fear made him unable to face this harsh reality.

for her had led her to tragedy. It was only understandable that he

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

do that? Answer me!” With ferocious, bloodshot eyes, Anthony grabbed Johnson by the collar frigidly.

now as though he might destroy everything at

action made

Johnson

Johnson up, though it seemed more. like he was finding an outlet to vent

rage.

about to take his dying breath. As it was the first time Lauraine saw

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fright.

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

her off, but right then, a massive wave hit

the railing. As long as he let go

the sea and

for you down there. With the

he did just that.

Andrea, who was

his arm.

and Genevieve, like drops of water, had fallen into

stayed by Anthony’s side without sleeping.

though there was a knife hanging over her

that if Johnson woke up and ratted out Andrea, her