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.

Samson would be ruined if he continued staying with

nodded, “I’ll

looked at the

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again, “What happened in

to beat around the bush and told him everything in

mouth, and she struck others whenever

Rosalie would be as gentle as a babbling brook, considerate

actuality, she was a

to burst from

ordered in the end.

the wake of Rosalie’s

wife and child because

weren’t for

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

was solely for

up his phone and called

have a drink with me” he

Brendan stared at the screen of his own phone, confusion

are you drinking in the middle of

invited a large group of people

private room was very

were either young models who had just entered

so they were working hard at entertaining them.

Anthony was the prettiest, even vaguely looking like Genevieve

tell if this was on

the shadowy booth, solemn and weighty, and

Anthony had heard Genevieve’s voice in the afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging out

He couldn’t ho

overwhelmed by his surging emotion

had said was that Rosalie

on Samson, but why not pity Anthony?

missed her. He wanted her back by his

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sure he would

Genevieve believe

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

to him tried

what’s wrong?” One of them cajoled. “Are you trying to

by yourself? Genie, hurry up and pour some

was talking to the female model beside

but she had been unable to find

immediately knelt and poured Anthony a glass of wine.

dewy as if she were trying to convey something while handing the glass

squinted and seemed a little startled when he saw her face.

just seen

‘Genie?

it her?‘ Anthony

y wondered.

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