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.

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

patted Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring

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

cover of

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

before the medication’s effects

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

pill’s potency was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully

up on the floor, Genevieve’s

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

a black Lincoln, her vision blurred

the car sped away, but the relentless

of nowhere, the car’s stability was compromised, jerking erratically as though the driver had made a desperate attempt

without warning, Genevieve was swired into a

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

distinguished by its unique license

ahead

car from the myriad others. His expulsion from

his toil in mere moments.

evidence in his possession, he had been stripped of

stepson, had always been strained, marked by hostility and

had convinced Linda to sever ties with Austin, suggesting they send him to the Hoffman family and focus on having another child

allied with the real Louis, aiming to

fatal car accident. Yet, in

rage, David accelerated toward the Lincoln.

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

the car harboring Genevieve

in shock, grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only to be met

scene unfold from a nearby high–rise,

the phone, she steadied herself and announced, “Let her go. I’ve dealt with David myself, on

the call, tears streamed down her

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

how could she get his hands dirty

from the dirt

her people in the company and was well aware of the truths that Louis had confided in

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

shouldn’t have happened, she pondered.

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