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.

accepted the cube with a blank expression, her eyes lifting to meet Linda’s as a myriad of emotions flitted across her face.

a reassuring manner, and stood up to leave.

who asked her to help me?”

cover of the servant’s inattention, she

remained in the living room, feigning interest in a film.

before the

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

pill’s potency was undeniable; her heart

up on the floor,

around her. Yet, she could see the butler making a call,

a black Lincoln, her

attempted to comfort her as the car sped away, but the relentless

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

warning, Genevieve was swired

frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped from the black Lincoln, determined

distinguished by its unique

ahead and crashed into the

identify Louis‘ car from the myriad others. His expulsion from

his toil in mere moments.

possession, he had been stripped

stepson, had always been strained, marked by hostility

with Austin, suggesting they send him to

toward David and allied with the real Louis, aiming to

retribution, meticulously 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,

flames erupted and smoke billowed into the sky, dyeing it a

harboring Genevieve merged

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

a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in a

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

the call, tears streamed down her face, one

had led a life of comfort and lu and grime

how could she get his hands dirty

removed from the

and was well aware of the truths

circumstances surrounding “Austin’s”

this shouldn’t have happened,

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