Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 127
Chapter 127
Genevieve mulled it over for a second. Johnson knew how to drive a hard bargain.
Chances were his second condition was his real aim all along.
He asked for a lot of money, but TuringTech Innovations wasn’t worth that kind of money right
ΠΟΥ.
But if Genevieve could keep all the patents and tech, it would save her a heck of a headache down the road. So, maybe there was room to negotiate after all.
Genevieve smiled and said, “We’ll need to hash out the specifics.”
That was her way of tentatively agreeing to his terms, with a clear message: she had conditions of her own that needed to be met.
Johnson smiled and raised his eyebrows, raising the glass in his hand. “Here’s to a fruitful partnership!”
They were surrounded by swarms of people. Genevieve didn’t overthink it and took a polite sip from her glass. The fruit wine packed more of a punch than she expected, but she swallowed it down anyway.
Johnson was beaming as he stood up, “Ms. Lawrence, my secretary is also here. Why don’t we take this to her room to go over the finer points?”
He seemed pleased to reach an agreement. Whipping out his phone right in front of her, he dialed up his secretary to get her room number, eager to get going.
Genevieve was stunned for a few seconds. She knew Johnson was gay, so she hadn’t really been on guard around him. She figured she might as well strike while the iron’s hot and hammer out the contract details, so she didn’t decline the offer.
She sent a quick text to Louis to keep him in the loop and followed Johnson upstairs, remembering that the secretary’s room was 602. What she didn’t realize was that her message was never sent,
Riding the elevator up, Genevieve exited onto a floor that was all rest and relaxation, the plush carpet making it a quiet zone.
heavy fog seemed to weigh down on
few steps, something felt very off. Leaning on the railing, she let the ocean breeze hit her face, trying to clear her head.
started to heat up, a warning siren blaring inside her head. She fumbled for her phone only to realize the signal was jammed–she couldn’t make a call to save her
the depths of her thoughts.
realized something wasn’t right, clenched her fist tightly,
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the door opposite her flung
arm and pulled hard into the room.
weak and her mind was groggy; she had no strength
threw her to the floor, and locked the door behind them.
with a pale face, she tried to get up. looking at him. “Johnson, have you lost
so–called secretary in the room. ‘Could this all have been a trap set
air. He took off his
up an item from a nearby
tightened. “If I go missing,
chuckle, his eyes dripping with disdain as he walked over to the bed and switched on a camera. Then he turned to Genevieve, “Ms. Lawrence, just bad luck on your part. Someone offered a pretty penny for a video of us
his shirt, greedy as a gambler eyeing his chips, looking as though he wanted.
a burning heat throughout her body, her eyes misting over. She dug her nails into her palm to stay alert. “I can give you any amount of money you want, just name it. I’m the daughter of
I’d fall for your act just because you bear the Lawrence name? If you were the Lawrence heiress, would the Hoffman family have turned their backs on you? Ston struggling, no one here can save you. Today’s Anthony’s engagement and everyone’s focus is elsewhere. Don’t be scared, I’m quite gentle with women…” He tugged at the whip in his hand, faking a smile that did nothing to hide the cruelty
the whip, lashing it
firework burst open in the night sky, illuminating half of the sky. It was brilliant and
extravaganza
about to fade away, they suddenly burst again to reveal
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