Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 342

Lucas, understanding Bill’s intent, got the message.

Bill, affected by this incident, felt guilt and affection towards Robbin.

He nodded without saying much more.

“Also, Ms. Lawrence was frightened today. Prepare a gift to soothe her a bit. We can discuss the rest later,” Bill said gravely, realizing his concern for Genevieve had surpassed his attention to Robbin.

So, Robbin taking a bullet for him brought a sense of unbearable shame to him as a father.

Lucas nodded. “Father, please go back. The house needs calming too. I’ll handle things here.”

Bill agreed and stood up, addressing the others, “Let’s go back. Lucas has handled things well. Let’s give him a chance to gain some experience.”

They left the hospital in a grand procession.

The brightly lit Simpson Manor was eerily silent.

The servants, clueless about the events, watched as a group entered and turned Carrie’s room upside down.

Her belongings and clothes were thrown on the floor and then taken away for disposal, leaving only the items in the safe.

Bill and the rest entered the scene.

A trembling servant reported, “We’ve cleaned up most of it, Mr. Simpson, but we can’t open the safe.”

Someone next to Bill glanced over and sneered. “That’s easy, Alex is our man for this, let him handle it!”

Following that, a call was made.

Alex, responsible for the manor’s security and having skipped Bill’s birthday banquet without knowing the day’s events, rushed in half–dressed.

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“Mr. Simpson, Wyatt.” He was astonished at the mess. “What happened here?”

“Just tell us if you can open the safe,” urged Wyatt.

Alex frowned. “Is there a lock I can’t pick? Twenty years back, I almost got wanted for my lock–picking skills.”

will laugh at you. Maybe we should

at him, easily seeing through Wyatt’s

indeed not the brightest bulb..

master key. “Let’s see then. I’ll show you ! haven’t lost my touch. Truth be told, despite retiring my lock–picking days, my skills

ear close to

What could be inside,

a few twists of his key, a “click” sound signaled the safe

triumphantly at them.

contents, Alex turned the lock a few times,

stared at him

“Alex, what are

but actually opening it without permission? No can do that. Mr.

taught me to live a clean life, didn’t you?”

looks,

white–faced with anger, kicked at

He forgot the password and asked you to open it, you

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Mr. Simpson’s? I’ll open it

he quickly opened it again..

few confidential

fell out from among the documents.

as

she looks

handed it to

photo, Bill’s

his head. “Isn’t this the fiancée of Lucas we saw at

sharpest, but he hadn’t forgotten the girl he

photo, a sharp pang hitting his

fading memory once again became

that woman, causing his memories to be eroded by

he was reminded of the person in his memories.

Genevieve wasn’t

was only upon seeing this photo that his heart

photo was

about

My photos left.

trombled

hitter emotion welled up inside

and controlled, but now