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.

her eyes lifting to meet Linda’s as

a reassuring

send Linda here? If not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the small cube in her

after breakfast and under the cover of the servant’s inattention, she ingested the pill.

the living room, feigning interest in a

long before the

from her chest. Her complexion turned deathly pale in moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest

undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully with each

floor, Genevieve’s

in her ears rendered her deaf to the frantic voices around her. Yet, she could see

she knew it, Genevieve was being ushered into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether

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

jerking erratically as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control by slapping the steering

and without warning, Genevieve was swired into a waiting car parked

a servant’s voice pierced the air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously,

distinguished by its unique license

luxury car drove straight ahead and crashed into

the myriad

years of his toil

in his possession,

relationship with Austin, his stepson, had always

suggesting they send him to

Austin harbored deep–seated resentment toward David and allied with the real Louis, aiming

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

blurred by rage, David accelerated toward the Lincoln.

band resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the

chaos, the car harboring Genevieve

grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to

scene unfold from a nearby

herself and announced, “Let her go. I’ve dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one will dare

the call, tears streamed down her face,

Austin’s watchful eye, she had led a life of comfort and lu

could she get his hands dirty

removed from

aware of the truths that Louis had confided in his

“Austin’s” presumed death and David’s malicious

shouldn’t have happened, she pondered.

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