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?”

I’m nearby running some

of hesitation lingered as she was not

understood and said, “Mr. Hoffman went to the company early this morning. He’s

this.”

“Thank you, Mary.”

she smiled and headed out with her car keys.

she recalled that he had left afterward. In a seemingly Irrational move at the time, she had picked

the act was proving useful

with a cheerful look. However, Mary

unusual, Genevieve nodded before heading inside.

awaited her in

explained, “Mr. Hoffman came back out of the blue. He saw these

that, she hurriedly made

Despite his commanding and indifferent presence, his eyes betrayed

curiosity.

up, he locked eyes with Genevieve at the

were you missing me like “I had no idea you were this crazy about me. Even when I was crazy? I called

profound love for him over a three–year journey served as

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and guilt lingered

had loved him deeply, and he had been utterly oblivious. There were times when he had

toward Genevieve.

in hand, her feelings for him became irrefutable

he could not fathom how a minor setback could hinder her love for him, a reality he adamantly rejected.

her eyes with indifference, gazing at him

within her, a corner of her heart crumbled bit by

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

familiar pain gripped her heart as the waves of past feelings

behavior toward her felt like a scalding

attempting to

chill in the air seemed to solidify.

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

then stood up. Anthony’s imposing figure advanced gradually, closing in on her step

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

his hand to wrap around her voluptuous

resistance. Instead, she reached out and hugged

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

the next moment, Genevieve swiftly pushed him away and delivered a kick, placing one foot

her move, Anthony instinctively retreated, but

there to break his fall. He stared at