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

nodded, “I’ll

looked at the

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

housekeeper didn’t dare to beat around the bush and told

thinking of anyone else. She scolded people every time she opened her mouth,

as

in actuality, she was a

burst from his chest,

ordered in the end.

happened in the wake of Rosalie’s return

had lost his wife and child because of this

weren’t

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

was solely for

phone and called Brendan

and have a drink with me” he exclaimed

the

in the middle of the day?”

of people to keep

room was very lively

a few girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young models who had just entered the

coattails, so they

was the prettiest, even vaguely

tell if this was on

look at her. He sat in the shadowy

afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging

He couldn’t ho

himself back any longer, overwhelmed by his surging

was that Rosalie

Samson, but why not pity Anthony?

her. He wanted her back by his side.

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would

why wouldn’t Genevieve believe It?

whiskey, but it might as well

to him

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

drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry

to the female model beside

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

she immediately knelt and poured Anthony a glass

trying to convey something

startled when

just

‘Genie?

her?‘ Anthony

y wondered.

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