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.

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

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner, and stood up to leave.

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

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

retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room,

the

pale in moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest in agony, the

was undeniable; her heart fluttered

on the floor, Genevieve’s body twitched slightly.

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

black Lincoln, her

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

though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control by slapping

was swired into

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 chase.

by its unique license plate.

inconspicuous luxury car drove straight ahead

myriad others. His

toil in

his possession, he

his stepson, had always been strained, marked by hostility

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

harbored deep–seated resentment toward David and allied with the real Louis, aiming to thwart

accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never too late for Austin to meet

blurred by rage, David accelerated toward the Lincoln.

billowed into the sky,

harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly

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

Linda, observing the scene unfold from a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in a shroud

go. I’ve dealt with David myself, on your

down her face, one

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

get

removed from

was well aware of the truths that Louis had confided in

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

this shouldn’t have happened, she

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