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.

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

shoulder in a reassuring manner, and

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

morning, after breakfast and under the cover of

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

wasn’t long before the medication’s

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

heart fluttered painfully with each beat.

the floor,

deaf to the frantic voices around her. Yet, she could see the butler making a call, his expression

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

to comfort her as the car sped away, but the

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

without warning, Genevieve was swired into a

turmoil, a servant’s voice pierced the air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help.

was distinguished by its

luxury car drove straight ahead and

myriad others. His expulsion from Fallon Group had

of his toil in

having undeniable evidence in his possession, he had been stripped of everything.

Austin, his stepson, had always

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

toward David and allied with the real Louis, aiming to thwart

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

his vision blurred by rage,

loud band resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the sky, dyeing it a sinister

the car harboring Genevieve

grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only to be met with a busy

unfold from a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in

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

tears streamed down her face, one after the

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

she get his

from

was well aware of the truths that Louis had confided in

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

this shouldn’t have

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