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 myriad of

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner,

here? If not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring

and under the cover of the servant’s inattention, she ingested

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

wasn’t long before the medication’s

pale in moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest in agony,

pill’s potency was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully with each

on the floor,

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

Genevieve was being ushered into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether from pain or emotion, she couldn’t tell.

sped

stability was compromised, jerking erratically as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control by slapping the steering wheel and jamming the

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

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

distinguished by

drove straight ahead

could unmistakably identify Louis‘ car from the myriad

years of his toil

undeniable evidence in his possession, he had been

relationship with Austin, his stepson, had always been strained, marked by hostility

they send him to the Hoffman family and focus on

allied with the real Louis, aiming to thwart David

be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never too

his vision blurred by rage,

resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the sky, dyeing

Genevieve merged seamlessly into the

and servants reeling in shock, grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to

observing the scene unfold from a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in a shroud of

dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one

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

eye, she had led a life of comfort and

get

from

well aware of the truths that Louis had confided in

surrounding “Austin’s” presumed death

shouldn’t have happened, she pondered.

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