Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 50

Anthony’s face darkened. The look in his eyes was pensive and gloomy. His hand, holding the apple, froze.

His eyebrows were furrowed, revealing a hint of reluctance.

Genevieve stared at the two people before her and chuckled. “Can you two do me a favor and discuss this matter outside? The sight of you two is dampening my enthusiasm.”

Anthony gave her a significant look, pursed his thin lips, and stood up.

He reached out to tuck Genevieve in and tried to brush her hair, but she turned her face sideways to dodge him.

She was slightly repulsed by his approach.

The corner of his mouth stiffened, and he stood up as if nothing had happened. His voice was calm as he spoke. “Wait a minute. I’ll be right back.”

Although Samson was not Austin’s son, Anthony couldn’t abandon Samson. After all, the latter’s existence might have value in finding the real Samson.

Looking at the bloodstained dagger in a transparent bag on the table, Rosalie’s eyes flashed and finally revealed a trace of

nervousness.

Her mother’s hysterical voice reverberated in her mind. “Destroy the dagger. That’s evidence. If I get caught, you can’t escape!”

Rosalie thought, ‘I can’t get caught!‘

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As soon as Anthony left, Genevieve got out of bed. She merely planned to take a break and didn’t plan to stay in the

hospital.

Lydia went over to support her, carefully avoiding her arms.

Rosalie remained rooted in her spot instead of leaving. She looked at Genevieve expressionlessly. “I heard you encountered danger, Ms. Lawrence. It’s such a pity you only suffered a superficial wound.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lydia looked at her and said impolitely, “Do you even know how to engage in a conversation with others? If you don’t, just keep your mouth shut and pretend you’re a mute. You were just pretending like an innocent woman moments ago, so why are you keeping up that pretentious demeanor now?”

Lydia, a newly graduated intern who hadn’t gained sufficient worldly experience, spoke straightforwardly, yet Genevieve was relieved after listening to the former’s speech.

Genevieve arched her eyebrows and sneered but didn’t get angry.

Genevieve knew very well that Rosalie desperately wished she was dead. Eyes filled with a cold look, Genevieve gazed at Rosalie with a half–smile and said, “Rosalie, I hope you can keep up your current demeanor for the rest of your life!”

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in the future because I will not

left

Jeffrey, who learned from Jasper that she had been

her phone to the balcony

long after, Rosalie also left.

back quickly.

Genevieve was also done talking on

them were heading out when they bumped

“Are you leaving now? I’ll take

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persuade her to stay longer, but the coolness of her manner made

and it would also be more convenient for him

trouble you, Mr. Hoffman. I have called the police. The police will be here soon. I

accident!”

was already walking toward the elevator.

the ward to take the dagger

pale and grim. The dagger in his hand

emotions, Anthony croaked, “Who

the elevator

the room the

She thought, ‘That means the evidence is gone and there is no hope

That woman was in the room for a while before she left:

shocked,

to her spot, returning to her senses. She thought,

suspecting my subordinates.

were the three of us,

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with a

his arms bulged, and then he turned and went to Rosalie’s

lingering fear in her chest when she heard the door to her ward

She was startled.

nervousness laced her delighted

dagger on the table and said coldly, “Did

What have I done?” Rosalie quickly calmed down and stood there with an innocent

contorted with rage. His voice was frosty as he spoke. “You used alcohol to wipe away the fingerprints on the dagger. There was a surveillance

she said as calmly as possible, “I admit it. I did it. The nurse told me that it would be cleaner to sterilize with alcohol. This knife is so dirty, and