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

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brooded.

In an instant, a heavy weight that

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

had been searched; there was no way Genevieve was still

here.

Louis jumped, but why? What did he

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

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

she had fallen on the packed cruise ship, it was impossible

such, the only other possibility was that she didn’t fall on the cruise

this cruise ship was 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.

her had led her to tragedy. It

how long ago it was exactly that she’d taken root

do that? Answer me!” With ferocious, bloodshot

uncontrollable now as though he might destroy everything at

action made him involuntarily tilt his head back and hit the

that, Johnson

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

rage.

dying breath. As it was the first time Lauraine saw her brother acting this way, she couldn’t help but cry out

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fright.

and urged, “Tony, stop it. He could

right then, a massive wave hit the cruise ship

outward, hitting the railing. As

the sea and

waiting for you down there. With the child, he mused.

did just that.

grip. Andrea, who was

his arm.

for 24 hours without any success. Louis and Genevieve, like drops of water, had fallen into

stayed by Anthony’s side

a knife hanging over her head that could drop at any juncture.

woke up and ratted out Andrea, her own affairs would also