Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

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Lauraine had taken a liking to the dress at a glance, so Abigail naturally showed her goodwill with eagerness.

Lauraine brushed her hair beside her ear and smiled shyly, saying politely, “You don’t have to. Let me buy the clothes instead. Mrs. Thomson, don’t you like the other dress too?”

Abigail also took a liking to another dress on Andrea’s behalf and replied smilingly, “To me, you’re just like Andrea, Lauraine. Since Andrea is in Atharia, I want to thank you for your company. Let me buy the clothes for you as a thank–you gift.”

Abigail tried to curry favor with the Hoffman family, but Quincey looked down on her and didn’t want to go shopping with her.

Meanwhile, Lauraine had a gentle personality and had only a few friends, and with her relationship with Andrea, she always respected Abigail.

Once the two were downstairs, Abigail took out a card and handed it to Charlie. “Settle the bill.”

Charlie didn’t take the card as expected, smiling nervously and awkwardly instead. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Thomson, Ms. Hoffman. Our staff made a mistake. This collection is specially ordered by someone else, and it’s not for

sale.”

Abigail and Lauraine froze. With her face turning gloomy instantly, Abigail felt embarrassed and reprimanded, “Not for sale? Isn’t money what you want? We’ve tried all the clothes, and can’t you see Ms. Hoffman is wearing one? No matter how much they cost, we’ll have them!”

Lauraine pursed her lips and looked somewhat unhappy, unwilling to change out of the beautiful dress. “Yeah, it’s also your staff’s fault. It’s not like we can’t afford them. Don’t you know who I am? You think Hoffman Group

can’t afford such clothes?”

With that, Lauraine felt utterly confident, while Charlie stood still and felt troubled.

Genevieve finally couldn’t help laughing, and even Selene couldn’t hold back either as she walked over and circled Lauraine, uttering, “Genevieve, isn’t this the dress you picked for me? When you showed me the model. photo, the dress looked quite beautiful, but why does it look like a bean sprout when she wears it?”

Lauraine suddenly saw the two from a couch, and her face turned slightly pale, especially when she noticed

Genevieve.

After Lauraine heard Selene’s deliberately targeted words, her confidence instantly burst like a deflated balloon.

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there, feeling that her dirty side would

facing her.

fearful, even restless, and the feelings were like magic

still and couldn’t even hear Charlie explaining something.

Genevieve, still remembering vividly how she almost forced the Thomson family bankrupt to take revenge on the family just because

for Andrea, the family wouldn’t know what their

It was widely known that Andrea was engaged to Anthony, and even if Genevieve wanted to make a move on the Thomson family again,

to her with an unyielding fury. “Ms. Lawrence, not only do you like to steal

in

and the staff exchanged looks in bewilderment, and nobody was gloatingly watching the drama unfold. but felt uneasy on the contrary

The elegance on her face remained undiminished,

and clear.

and before she could speak, Selene rushed forward and pushed Abigail

stumble and almost fall.

Your man is a scumbag Who would even fancy him? You think you can just look down upon anyone after having connections

drastically changed, with her chest heaving with anger,

at Selene. “You ill–mannered brat! You dare to fight me?”

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looked at Genevieve. “Andrea will be the lady of the Hoffman family sooner or later. There’s no doubt about it. Genevieve, it’s

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chuckled softly. “You hear that? Mrs. Thomson wants to buy the clothes. Will your store sell them to

made Charlie dare not to remain

mediator, he would think about whose would it cost the least to offend, and it was not that he couldn’t tell

of our brand are qualified to purchase it. However, even if you’re qualified, it’s impossible

words were like a humiliating slap on the face, which made Abigail’s expression worsen as she felt furious with

shop assistant praised her like a deity just now, but

don’t you ask Mrs. Hoffman if she can