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.

to freedom was to extricate

a blank expression, her eyes lifting to meet Linda’s as a myriad of emotions

patted Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner, and stood up to

send Linda here? If not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the small cube in her

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

retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room,

wasn’t long before the medication’s

pain emanated from her chest. Her complexion turned deathly pale in moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest in

pill’s potency was undeniable; her heart fluttered painfully with each

up on the floor, Genevieve’s

rendered her deaf to the frantic voices around her. Yet, she could

black Lincoln, her vision blurred by

car sped away, but the

as though the driver had made a desperate

Genevieve was swired into a

a servant’s voice pierced the air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped

by

drove straight ahead and crashed into the

could unmistakably identify Louis‘ car from the myriad

years of his toil in

having undeniable evidence in his possession, he had been stripped of everything.

with Austin, his stepson, had always been strained, marked by hostility

had convinced Linda to sever ties with Austin, suggesting they send him to the Hoffman family

resentment toward David and allied with

be Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never too late for Austin

blurred by rage,

and smoke billowed into the sky, dyeing it a sinister shade of

the chaos, the car harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly

for their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only to be

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

dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one will

call, tears streamed down her face, one after the other.

Austin’s watchful eye, she had led a life of comfort and lu and grime

how could she get his hands dirty

from the

was well aware of the truths that Louis