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.

a few feet away, and yet I didn’t realize it! I didn’t

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brooded.

in regret. In an instant, a heavy weight that was enough to crush his heart settled in his

The overwhelming emotions in his eyes showed how close he was to losing it.

cruise ship had been searched; there was no

here.

why? What did he

heart

didn’t want to admit it and still held a bit of hope that pressing Johnson here

on the packed cruise ship, it

other possibility was that she didn’t fall on

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

sweat formed on his forehead. His fear made him unable to face this harsh

her had led her to tragedy. It

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

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

now as though

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

Johnson

though it seemed more. like he was finding an outlet to

rage.

As it was the

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fright.

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

her off, but right then, a massive wave hit the

As long as he let go of

the sea

for you down there. With the child, he

he did just that.

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

his arm.

without any success. Louis and Genevieve, like drops of

stayed by Anthony’s side without sleeping.

was a knife hanging over her head that could

that if Johnson woke up and ratted out Andrea, her own affairs