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 cube with a blank expression, her eyes lifting to meet Linda’s as a

shoulder in a reassuring manner, and

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

cover

remained in the living room, feigning interest in a film.

the medication’s effects manifested.

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 painfully

on the floor, Genevieve’s body twitched slightly.

the frantic voices around her. Yet, she could

into a black Lincoln, her

her as the car sped away, but the relentless pain was beyond

car’s stability was compromised, jerking erratically as though the driver had made a desperate

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

air with a frantic scream, urgently calling for help. Simultaneously, the driver and bodyguards leaped from the black Lincoln, determined to give

Lincoln was distinguished by its unique license

ahead

unmistakably identify Louis‘ car from the myriad

his toil in mere moments.

his possession, he had been

with Austin, his stepson, had always been strained,

him to the

resentment toward David and allied with

retribution, meticulously orchestrated what was to be Austin’s fatal car accident.

blurred by rage, David accelerated toward

loud band resonated as flames erupted and smoke billowed into the sky, dyeing it a

chaos, the car harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly

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

a nearby high–rise, was enveloped in a shroud of

dealt with David myself, on your behalf. After his demise, no one will dare question you.”

streamed down her face, one

Austin’s watchful eye, she had led a

get his hands

from the

the company and was well aware of