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

in a reassuring manner, and stood up to leave.

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

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

in the living room, feigning

before the medication’s

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

potency was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully with

up on the floor, Genevieve’s body

buzzing in her ears rendered her deaf to the frantic voices around her. Yet,

into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred

the car sped away, but the relentless pain was beyond soothing.

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

was swired

urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped from the black Lincoln, determined to give

was distinguished by

car drove straight ahead and crashed into

myriad

of his toil in mere

undeniable evidence in his possession, he

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

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

deep–seated resentment toward David and allied with

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

by rage, David accelerated toward

into the sky, dyeing it a

harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly into the traffic.

narrow escape.

scene unfold from a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in

the phone, she steadied herself and announced, “Let her go. I’ve dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise,

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

a life of comfort and lu

could she get his hands dirty now?

removed from the

well aware of

circumstances surrounding “Austin’s” presumed death and

this shouldn’t have happened, she

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