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.

would be ruined if he continued staying

nodded, “I’ll

at

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in

to beat around the bush

people every time she opened her mouth, and she struck others

Rosalie would be as gentle as

was a completely

violent emotions threatening to burst from his chest,

ordered

in the wake of

wife and

it weren’t for

blood rushed to his

solely for Austin

up his phone

free? Come out and have a drink with me” he

the other side, Brendan stared at the screen of his

in the middle of the

he invited a large group of

room was very

These men were either young

girls were eager to ride their coattails, so

prettiest, even vaguely looking like Genevieve

tell if this was

he didn’t even look at her. He sat in the shadowy

Genevieve’s voice in the afternoon, it was akin

He couldn’t ho

himself back any longer, overwhelmed by his surging emotion

was

pity on Samson,

missed her. He wanted her

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was sure he would

wouldn’t Genevieve believe

whiskey, but it might as well have been tasteless

next to him tried stopping

cajoled. “Are you trying to drown

down. What’s the point of drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry up and pour some wine for

talking to the

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

knelt and poured

as if she were trying to

a little startled

just

‘Genie?

her?‘

y wondered.

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