Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 23

Genevieve lingered for a moment before quickly clicking on the webpage.

The headline that dominated the morning news contered around the video of “Unspoken Rules,” even featuring George’s social media update from last night.

In stark contrast, the latter’s updates had turned into a downright joke.

Celebrities who initially came to his defense had now deleted their posts, choosing to stay silent on the matter.

Meanwhile, the comment section had become the epicenter of noise, with an eager audience anticipating the unfolding drama.

One commented: [Kindness sure is often taken advantage of. Are you even human? I’d say you’re more of an Inhumane creature instead!]

Another netizen wrote: [The person who knelt down and endured alcohol being thrown at him must be psychologically scarred. He needs to quit the entertainment Industry!]

Another one commented: [This sissy acts better than most actors. He should’ve been kicked out of the entertainment industry long ago. Genevieve’s definitely a tough one to fire you as soon as she took over!]

Another comment showered praise on Genevieve that stated: [My admiration for Genevieve is on the rise. Who wouldn’t love a woman who is beautiful, kind, and just like her?]

Without delving too deeply, Selene’s voice came through on the phone. She asked, “Did you hear? Anthony bought the top trending spot. He’s planning to leave that video up for three days, trying to mess up George’s reputation. Do you think he’s doing it for you?”

Genevieve frowned slightly. Hearing that name unsettled her.

Her lips lifted into a grin, and she let out a cold chuckle..

“Nah, he’s just distancing himself from the matter to save his own skin. Everyone knows George’s under him, Genevieve remarked.

With a disapproving sound, Selene scoffed and cursed, ‘This scumbag!”

After ending the call, Genevieve tossed her phone aside and went to freshen up.

The whole George debacle barely registered in her mind.

Instead, she was preoccupied with a more urgent matter–how to get a hold of Anthony’s blood or hair.

As Genevieve was about to leave, her phone rang.

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It was Mary, the housekeeper at the new mansion.

She hesitated briefly before picking up.

Mary’s voice came through. She said, “Mrs. Hoffman, I was cleaning up and stumbled upon a box with your personal belongings in the study. It seems to be a diary or something. Do you want to come and get it?”

jolt, her heart skipping a beat, but she replied calmly, “Sure, I’m nearby running some errands.

of hesitation lingered as she was not eager to cross paths with

said, “Mr. Hoffman went to the company early

this.”

replied, “Thank

she smiled and headed out with

move at the time, she had picked up a strand of his hair from the bed

the act

gate of the mansion, Mary greeted her with a cheerful look. However, Mary hesitated before speaking, as

of anything unusual, Genevieve nodded before heading inside.

presence awaited

“Mr. Hoffman came back out of the blue. He saw these things and

that, she hurriedly made her way out.

Despite his commanding and indifferent presence, his eyes betrayed

curiosity.

with Genevieve at the door, closed the diary in

business trip, were you missing me like “I had no idea you were this crazy about me. Even when I was crazy? I called you once, and you were too

of her profound love for him over a three–year journey served as undeniable proof. While Anthony could not hide his joy on the

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guilt lingered

utterly oblivious. There were

toward Genevieve.

in hand, her feelings for him

fathom how a minor setback could hinder her love for

her eyes with indifference, gazing at him without

a corner of her heart crumbled

had deliberately hidden and forgotten appeared before her as if seeking to expose her to be

heart as the waves of past feelings

behavior toward her felt like a scalding slap

her body, attempting to suppress her

air seemed to solidify.

mad,” Anthony scoffed. “I’ll give you a chance. Own up to your

figure advanced gradually, closing in on her step by step.

a smile playing on his lips as he observed her deep in silent contemplation. An uneasy itch began to

curled at the bottom of his lips as he abruptly stretched out his hand to wrap around her voluptuous

resistance. Instead, she reached out and hugged

looked at Genevieve’s tender, sun–kissed skin before him. Unable to resist, he

delivered a kick, placing one foot on his calf and the

Anthony instinctively retreated, but the pain in his

a couch was right there to break his fall.