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.

be ruined if he continued staying

nodded, “I’ll arrange

looked at the housekeeper.

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

housekeeper didn’t dare to beat around the bush and told him everything in full

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

Anthony, Rosalie would be as gentle as a babbling brook,

was a completely

violent emotions threatening to burst from his chest, Anthony took

ordered in the end.

in the

his wife and child because of this woman.

it weren’t for

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

solely

his phone

Come out and have

the other side, Brendan stared at the screen of his

you drinking in the middle of the day?”

of people

private room was

had also invited a few girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young models who

eager to ride their coattails, so they were working hard

was the prettiest, even vaguely

tell if this was on

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

afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging out

He couldn’t ho

back any longer, overwhelmed by his surging

she had said was that Rosalie

pity on Samson, but why

missed her. He wanted her back by his

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would

why wouldn’t Genevieve

might as well have been tasteless to him.

him tried

wrong?” One of them cajoled. “Are you trying to drown your

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

the female model beside

been unable to find a

immediately knelt and poured Anthony a

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

little startled when he saw

he just

‘Genie?

it her?‘ Anthony

y wondered.

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