Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 81

Chapter 81

As Genevieve hung up, Anthony stood up and his face turned somber.

“Go and get Samson’s caretaker,” Anthony snarled.

“Yes, sir,” Daniel responded immediately.

Soon after, a housekeeper was led to him, her face wrinkled with worry.

“Mr. Hoffman… The housekeeper started.

Anthony interrupted, “Is Samson with you all the time?”

Anthony’s voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

The housekeeper was flustered. Her voice trembled as she replied, “Yes…”

Anthony took in her reaction and narrowed his eyes. His gaze took on a chilling light.

“Honestly, how dare you lie when Mr. Hoffman is questioning you?” Daniel exclaimed.

The housekeeper trembled slightly. She hesitated for a few seconds, She couldn’t help but confess, “I didn’t mean to. It was Ms. Stewart who told me not to tell you.”

“Recently, Ms. Stewart frequently asks me to bring Samson to her the housekeeper explained. “She locks him in a room so on Malcolm instead, Samson is too little and cries often. When he cries, Ms. Stewart…”

m so that we can focus

The servant hesitated, slightly frightened.

“She…?” Daniel prompted.

“Ms.

Stewart will scold him, occasionally beat him, and even starve him. There’s nothing we can do….

The housekeeper lowered her head, trembling with fear, and whispered, “Maybe it’s because Malcolm can’t speak, but when Ms. Stewart is angry, she’ll

il take it out on Samson because she can’t bear to take it out on her own son…”

child!

Who would have thought this bright young woman could be so harsh on a child!

There was dead silence in the office.

Anthony’s expression was twisted with distaste, his face harsh and foreboding. The air around him became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, he grabbed an ornament on the table, well worth six figures, and hurled it to the ground. The veins of his arms strained against the

skin, and his whole body was tense.

The housekeeper didn’t dare to make another sound

Anthony’s voice was dark and frigid, causing chills to skitter down their backs.

“Go and take Samson away. You don’t have to inform anyone, Anthony ordered.

ruined if he

“I’ll arrange

at the housekeeper.

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in the hospital this afternoon?”

beat around the bush and told him everything in full

arrogant and tyrannical, never thinking of anyone else. She scolded people every time she opened her mouth, and she

gentle as a babbling brook,

in actuality, she was a

threatening to burst from his chest, Anthony

Anthony ordered in

everything that had happened in the wake of Rosalie’s

his wife and child because of this

weren’t for Austin.

his throat as the blood rushed to his head, and he tasted the tang of iron

solely for Austin

picked up his phone

Come out and have a drink with me” he

hung up. On the other side, Brendan stared at the screen of his own phone, confusion plain on his face.

middle of

a large group of

private room was very

invited a few girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young models who had just entered the industry of actors new to

to ride their coattails, so they were working hard at

beside Anthony was the prettiest,

tell if this was on purpose

even look at her. He sat in the shadowy booth, solemn and weighty,

Genevieve’s voice in the afternoon, it was akin to

He couldn’t ho

any longer, overwhelmed by his

was that

Samson, but why not pity

missed her. He wanted her back by his

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was sure he would be good to

wouldn’t Genevieve

gulped down a whiskey, but it might as well have been tasteless to

to him tried

of them cajoled. “Are you trying to drown your sorrows?

yourself? Genie, hurry up and pour some wine

was talking to the female model beside Anthony.

eye–catching, but she had been unable to find a chance and make her

immediately knelt and poured Anthony a glass

as if she were trying to convey something while handing

startled when he

just seen

‘Genie?

it her?‘

y wondered.

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