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 extricate herself from the manor.

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

in a

her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the small cube in

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

not to retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room,

before the

from her chest. Her complexion turned deathly pale in moments. As she collapsed, clutching her chest in agony, the servants rushed to

undeniable; her heart fluttered

floor, Genevieve’s body

voices around her. Yet, she could see the butler making a call, his expression grave.

she knew it, Genevieve was being ushered into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether from

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

the car’s stability was compromised, jerking erratically as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control by slapping

sharply, and without warning, Genevieve was swired into a waiting car parked

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

distinguished by its unique license

luxury car drove straight ahead and crashed into

myriad others. His expulsion from Fallon Group had

of his toil

undeniable evidence in his possession, he had been stripped

always been strained, marked by hostility and

they send him to the

toward David and allied with the real Louis, aiming

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

vision blurred by rage, David accelerated toward the

resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into

harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly

their narrow escape. They reached out to Louis, only to be met with a

unfold from a nearby high–rise, was enveloped

and announced, “Let her go. I’ve dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one will dare question

call, tears streamed down her face, one after

had led a

how could she get his hands

from the dirt

planted her people in the company and was well aware of the