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.

expression, her eyes lifting to meet Linda’s as a myriad of emotions

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner, and

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

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

remained in the living room, feigning

wasn’t long before the medication’s

subtle, tingling pain emanated from her chest. Her complexion turned deathly pale in moments. As

potency was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully

the floor, Genevieve’s body twitched slightly.

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

it, Genevieve was being ushered into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether from pain or emotion,

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

the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain

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

servant’s voice pierced the air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped from

Lincoln was distinguished by its unique license

inconspicuous luxury car drove straight ahead and crashed into the Lincoln.

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

toil in

possession,

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

Linda to sever ties with Austin, suggesting they send him to the Hoffman family and focus on

with the real Louis, aiming to

desire for retribution, meticulously orchestrated what was to be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was

blurred by rage, David accelerated toward

as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the

chaos, the car harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly into the

escape.

unfold from a nearby high–rise,

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

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

under Austin’s watchful eye, she had led a life

get his hands

removed from

aware of the truths that Louis had

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

this shouldn’t have happened,

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