Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 161

Perhaps Louis might never return to confront Genevieve’s false display of affection, or perhaps the unexpected expose by David brought him a plethora of troubles to navigate.

Genevieve, for her part, lingered on the balcony late into the night.

Following the expose, she found herself utterly devoid of any leverage. This realization instilled a sense of insecurity within her.

The days seemed to blur together, with two passing by in what felt like the blink of an eye.

Genevieve remained in the dark about the world beyond the manor’s walls.

The servants kept their conversations with her strictly to the topic of meals.

Louis‘ absence became a constant, leaving Genevieve grappling with a growing sense of unease.

The dawn of the third day brought with it the arrival of Linda.

Taking in Genevieve’s noticeably diminished figure, Linda couldn’t help but sympathize.

It was unclear to Genevieve whether Linda was privy to Louis‘ true identity. Nonetheless, Linda chose to remain

silent on the matter.

‘Louis is quite pitiful, isn’t he?‘ she thought.

Linda pursed her lips before saying, “Gen, I’ve been sent to check up on you. Are you sure you don’t want to

stay?”

Genevieve’s response was a shake of her head.

Linda was not surprised. Instead, she offered a comforting smile as she tenderly bru aside a strand of

Genevieve’s hair.

From her bag, Linda produced a minuscule cube, no larger than a fingernail, and discreetly filled it with a

substance.

“This,” Linda began, “is a special medication designed to induce an acute heart attack. When they take you to the hospital, a car will be waiting for you.

The first step to freedom was to extricate herself from the manor.

lifting to meet Linda’s as a myriad of emotions flitted across

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner, and stood up

not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the small cube in her hand

after breakfast and under the cover of the servant’s inattention,

not to retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room, feigning interest

the medication’s

moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest in agony, the servants

potency was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully with each beat.

up on the floor, Genevieve’s body twitched

her deaf to the frantic voices around her. Yet, she could see the butler making a call,

into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether from pain or emotion, she

her as the car sped away, but the relentless pain was

jerking erratically as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain

without warning, Genevieve was swired into

pierced the air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped

was distinguished by its unique

ahead and crashed

identify Louis‘ car from the myriad others. His expulsion from Fallon Group had

his toil in mere moments.

his possession, he had

stepson, had always been strained,

with Austin, suggesting they send him to the Hoffman family

David and allied with the real Louis,

orchestrated what was to be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never too late for Austin to meet his

rage,

into the sky, dyeing it a sinister shade of

harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly into the

left Louis‘ bodyguards and servants reeling in shock, grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only to be met with a busy signal.

unfold from a nearby high–rise, was

with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one will dare question

she ended the call, tears streamed down her face, one after the

led a life of comfort and

could she get his hands dirty now?

from the dirt

had planted her people in the company and was well aware of the truths

the real circumstances surrounding “Austin’s” presumed death and David’s malicious intent.

have happened, she pondered.

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