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.

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

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring

to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the small

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

she remained in the

the medication’s effects manifested.

subtle, tingling pain emanated from her chest. Her complexion turned deathly pale in moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest in agony, the servants rushed to her aid.

heart fluttered painfully

up on the floor, Genevieve’s body

her. Yet, she could see the butler making a call,

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

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

erratically as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control

veered sharply, and without warning, Genevieve was swired

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

distinguished by its unique license plate.

straight ahead and crashed into the Lincoln.

from the myriad others.

years of his toil in mere

in his possession,

his stepson, had always been strained, marked by hostility and

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

harbored deep–seated resentment toward David and allied with

by a desire for retribution, meticulously orchestrated what was to be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never too

vision blurred by rage,

loud band resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the

the car harboring Genevieve merged

Louis‘ bodyguards and servants reeling in shock, grateful for their narrow escape. They reached

a nearby

David myself, on your behalf. After his

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

watchful eye, she had led a life of comfort and

how could she get his

from the

in the company and was well aware

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

this shouldn’t have happened,

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