Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 161

Perhaps Louis might never return to confront Genevieve’s false display of affection, or perhaps the unexpected expose by David brought him a plethora of troubles to navigate.

Genevieve, for her part, lingered on the balcony late into the night.

Following the expose, she found herself utterly devoid of any leverage. This realization instilled a sense of insecurity within her.

The days seemed to blur together, with two passing by in what felt like the blink of an eye.

Genevieve remained in the dark about the world beyond the manor’s walls.

The servants kept their conversations with her strictly to the topic of meals.

Louis‘ absence became a constant, leaving Genevieve grappling with a growing sense of unease.

The dawn of the third day brought with it the arrival of Linda.

Taking in Genevieve’s noticeably diminished figure, Linda couldn’t help but sympathize.

It was unclear to Genevieve whether Linda was privy to Louis‘ true identity. Nonetheless, Linda chose to remain

silent on the matter.

‘Louis is quite pitiful, isn’t he?‘ she thought.

Linda pursed her lips before saying, “Gen, I’ve been sent to check up on you. Are you sure you don’t want to

stay?”

Genevieve’s response was a shake of her head.

Linda was not surprised. Instead, she offered a comforting smile as she tenderly bru aside a strand of

Genevieve’s hair.

From her bag, Linda produced a minuscule cube, no larger than a fingernail, and discreetly filled it with a

substance.

“This,” Linda began, “is a special medication designed to induce an acute heart attack. When they take you to the hospital, a car will be waiting for you.

step to freedom was to extricate herself from

eyes lifting to

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring

If not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered,

after breakfast and under the cover of the servant’s inattention, she ingested the pill.

to retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room, feigning interest

long before the

complexion turned deathly pale in moments. As

her heart

on the floor, Genevieve’s

her deaf to the frantic voices around her. Yet, she could see the butler making

black Lincoln, her vision blurred by

attempted to comfort her as the car sped away, but the relentless

as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control by

and without warning, Genevieve was swired into a waiting

frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver

by its

ahead and crashed into

identify Louis‘ car from the myriad

toil in mere moments.

having undeniable evidence in his possession, he had been stripped

stepson, had always been strained,

with Austin, suggesting they send him to the Hoffman family and focus on having another

Austin harbored deep–seated resentment toward David and allied with the real Louis,

orchestrated what was to be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his

rage, David accelerated toward the Lincoln.

band resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the

Genevieve

Louis‘ bodyguards and servants reeling in shock, grateful for their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only

Linda, observing the scene unfold from a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in a shroud of sorrow,

announced, “Let her go. I’ve dealt with David myself,

tears streamed down her face,

she had led a life of comfort and lu and grime of

how could she get

from

aware of the truths that Louis had confided in his office.