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.

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

shoulder in a

me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the

following morning, after breakfast and under the cover of

to retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room, feigning interest in a

the medication’s effects

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

was undeniable; her heart fluttered

the floor, Genevieve’s body twitched

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

a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether from pain

comfort her as the car sped away,

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

veered sharply, and without warning, Genevieve was swired into

turmoil, a servant’s voice pierced the air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped from the black Lincoln, determined to give

by its unique license

inconspicuous luxury car drove straight ahead

the myriad

of his toil in mere

evidence in his possession, he had been

always been strained, marked by

him to the Hoffman family and focus on having another child of

and allied with the real Louis,

what was to be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it

vision blurred by rage, David accelerated toward the

into the sky, dyeing it a sinister shade of

the chaos, the car harboring Genevieve

their narrow escape. They reached out

the scene unfold from a nearby

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

call, tears streamed down her face, one after the

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

she get his hands dirty now?

removed from the dirt

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

knew the real circumstances surrounding “Austin’s”

this shouldn’t have happened,

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