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?”

she replied calmly, “Sure, I’m nearby running

lingered as she was not eager to cross paths with Anthony.

went to the company early this morning. He’s

this.”

replied, “Thank you, Mary.”

and headed out with her car keys.

recalled that he had left afterward. In a seemingly Irrational move at the time, she had picked up a strand of his hair from

seem somewhat absurd, the act was proving

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

Genevieve nodded

presence awaited her in the living

back out of the blue. He saw these things and

made her way

Despite his commanding and indifferent presence,

curiosity.

Genevieve at the door, closed the diary in his hand, and smiled.

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 excited to

three–year journey served

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guilt lingered

and he had been utterly oblivious.

toward Genevieve.

her feelings for him became irrefutable evidence.

could not fathom how a minor setback could hinder her

her eyes with indifference, gazing at him without a hint

a corner of her heart crumbled bit by

her as if seeking to expose her to be ridiculed. It shamelessly probed and mocked her past emotions, dismissing them as childish and

her heart as the waves of past feelings

mighty behavior toward her felt like a scalding slap in the face, seemingly intended to

body, attempting to suppress her emotions.

air

Anthony scoffed. “I’ll give you a chance. Own up

figure advanced gradually, closing in

at her radiant features, a smile playing on his lips as he observed her deep in silent contemplation. An uneasy itch began

out his

Instead, she reached out

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

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

her move, Anthony instinctively retreated, but the pain in

his fall. He