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 continued staying

“I’ll

at the housekeeper.

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again, “What happened in the hospital this afternoon?”

bush and

tyrannical, never thinking of anyone else. She scolded people every time she opened her mouth, and she struck others whenever she raised

gentle as a babbling

actuality, she was

emotions threatening to burst from his

Anthony ordered in the

the wake of Rosalie’s return to the

his wife and child because

weren’t for Austin.

a lump in his throat as the blood rushed to his head, and he tasted the tang of iron on

solely for

his phone and

out and have a drink with

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

the middle of the

group of people to keep

private room was

statuses. These men were either young models who had just entered the industry of actors new to the scene

eager to ride their coattails, so they were working hard

prettiest, even vaguely looking like

couldn’t tell if this was on purpose

He sat in the shadowy booth, solemn and weighty, and he kept

afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging

He couldn’t ho

overwhelmed by his surging emotion

she had said was

pity on Samson,

wanted her back

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was sure he would be

why wouldn’t Genevieve believe

it might as well have been tasteless to him.

next to him tried

of them cajoled. “Are you trying to drown

of drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry up and pour some

was talking to the female model beside Anthony.

figure was curvaceous and eye–catching, but she had been unable to find

she heard this, she immediately knelt and poured Anthony a glass

were bright and dewy as if she were trying to convey something while handing the glass to him.

squinted and seemed a little startled

he just

‘Genie?

her?‘ Anthony

y wondered.

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