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

Genevieve’s shoulder in a

If not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the

under the cover of

the living room,

wasn’t long before the

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

was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully

up on the floor, Genevieve’s

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

black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether from pain or emotion, she

to comfort her as the car sped away, but the relentless

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

warning, Genevieve was swired into a waiting car parked

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

distinguished by

straight ahead and

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

years of his toil

undeniable evidence in his possession, he

had always been strained,

they send him to the Hoffman family and focus on having another child

and allied with the real

to be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never too late for Austin to

blurred by rage, David accelerated

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

the chaos, the car harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly

bodyguards and servants reeling in shock, grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only to be met with

nearby

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

streamed down her face, one after

a life of comfort and lu

get

from

was well aware of the truths that

the real circumstances surrounding “Austin’s”

shouldn’t have happened,

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