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.

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

patted Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner, and stood up

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

cover of the servant’s inattention, she ingested the pill.

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

the

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

undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully with each

floor, Genevieve’s body twitched slightly.

frantic voices around her. Yet, she

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

the car sped away, but

had made a desperate attempt to regain control by slapping the steering wheel and jamming the

and without warning, Genevieve was swired into

urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped from the

distinguished by its unique license plate.

straight ahead and

identify Louis‘ car from the myriad others. His expulsion from Fallon Group had

his toil

possession, he had been

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

Austin, suggesting they send him

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

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

blurred by rage, David accelerated toward the Lincoln.

loud band resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into

car harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly

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

a nearby high–rise,

and announced, “Let her go. I’ve dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one will dare

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

a life

could she get

removed from the

aware of the truths

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

shouldn’t have happened,

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