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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‘You better not beg me for mercy in the future because I will

Genevieve left the room with

Genevieve’s phone happened to ring. The call was from Jeffrey, who learned from Jasper that she had been injured and was so worried that he had to call and ask about her

to the balcony and answered it.

after, Rosalie also left.

came back

the discharge procedures, and Genevieve was also done talking on

heading out when they bumped into Anthony.

“Are you leaving now?

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to stay longer, but the coolness of her manner made him take the

better than at the hospital, and it would also be more

at him indifferently. “That won’t be necessary. I have enough people helping me. I wouldn’t dare to trouble you, Mr. Hoffman.

accident!”

she spoke, she was already walking toward the

frowned slightly and went into the ward to take the

when he exited the ward, his facial expression was pale and

Anthony croaked, “Who touched the dagger? The fingerprints on

people outside the

something that had been in the room the whole time have

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

the room for a while before she left: She must

slightly shocked, not

senses. She thought, ‘Judging by his reaction, he seems to be

suspecting my subordinates.

indifferently, “If it were the three of us, we wouldn’t have chased after the culprit,

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at her with a complicated

bulged, and then he turned and

was drinking water with lingering fear in her chest when she heard the

She was startled.

of nervousness laced

dagger on the table and said coldly,

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

voice was frosty as he spoke. “You used alcohol to wipe away the fingerprints on the dagger.

said as calmly as possible, “I admit it. I did it. The nurse told me that it