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.

right outside, just a few feet away, and yet I didn’t

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brooded.

regret. In an instant, a heavy weight that was enough to crush

his face turned cold, his gaze darkening. The overwhelming emotions in his eyes showed how

had been searched; there was no way Genevieve was still hidden somewhere

here.

why? What

Anthony’s heart sank

that pressing Johnson here would give him answers,

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

didn’t fall on the cruise ship but directly

was like an inverted trapezoid, with a wide top and narrow bottom. The chances

as dense beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His fear

he meticulously planned for her had led her to tragedy. It was

come too late. He didn’t even know how long ago it was exactly

me!” With ferocious,

as though he might destroy everything at any

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

Johnson

and wake Johnson up, though it seemed more.

rage.

simply lay motionless on the ground, virtually about to take his dying breath. As it was the first time Lauraine saw her brother acting this way, she couldn’t help but cry out in

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fright.

grabbed Anthony’s arm tremblingly and urged, “Tony, stop it. He could die!”

then, a massive wave hit the cruise ship

outward, hitting the railing. As

the sea and

for you down there. With the child, he

then, he did

grip. Andrea, who was standing not far away, immediately grabbed

his arm.

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

Lauraine and Andrea stayed by Anthony’s side

felt as though there was a knife hanging over her head

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