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.

Emergency calls only

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feeling that her dirty side would

facing her.

guilty, uneasy, fearful, even restless, and the

even hear

remembering vividly how she almost forced the Thomson family bankrupt to take revenge on the family just because she said a few bad words about her behind her back

for Andrea, the family wouldn’t know

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

at Genevieve with gnashed teeth, then walked directly to her with an unyielding fury. “Ms. Lawrence, not only do you like to steal men,

the atmosphere in the

staff exchanged looks in bewilderment, and nobody was gloatingly watching the drama

lazy posture. The elegance on her face

and clear.

sarcastically, and before she could speak, Selene rushed forward

stumble and almost

fancy him? You think you can just look down upon anyone after having connections with the Hoffman family? Those who are clueless might assume your daughter has already become the

expression drastically changed, with her chest

ill–mannered brat! You

with a

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be the lady of the Hoffman family sooner or later. There’s no doubt about it.

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eyebrows and chuckled softly. “You hear that? Mrs. Thomson wants

made Charlie dare not

a circumstance where he couldn’t be the mediator, he would think about whose would it cost the least to offend, and it was not that he couldn’t tell the anger in

for sale openly. Only top VIP members of our brand are qualified to purchase it. However, even if

which made Abigail’s expression worsen

her like a deity just now, but when compared

why don’t you ask Mrs. Hoffman if she can