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 arrange it.”

at the housekeeper.

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asked again, “What happened in the hospital this

dare to beat around the bush and told him everything in full detail

else. She scolded people every time she opened her mouth, and she struck others whenever she raised her hand. She would

be as gentle as a babbling brook, considerate

actuality, she was a completely different

the violent emotions threatening to burst from

ordered in

that had happened in the wake of Rosalie’s return to the

his wife and child because of this

it weren’t for

in his throat as the blood rushed to his head, and

solely

picked up his phone and

out and have a drink with me” he exclaimed

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

are you drinking in the middle of the

of people to keep

was very lively

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

ride their coattails, so they were working hard

Anthony was the prettiest, even vaguely looking

if this was

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

afternoon, it was akin to

He couldn’t ho

overwhelmed by his

was that Rosalie

Samson, but why not pity

He wanted her back by

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was sure he would

wouldn’t Genevieve believe

might as well have been

him tried stopping

cajoled. “Are

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

was talking to the

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

she immediately knelt and poured Anthony a

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

and seemed a little startled when he saw

just seen Genevieve?

‘Genie?

it her?‘

y wondered.

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