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 herself from the manor.

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

Genevieve’s shoulder in a reassuring manner,

Louis send Linda here? If not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at

breakfast and under the cover of

not to retreat upstairs, she remained in the living room, feigning interest in a

the

in moments.

her heart fluttered painfully with

up on the floor, Genevieve’s body twitched

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

a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though whether

sped away, but the

as though the driver had made a desperate attempt to regain control by slapping the steering wheel and

without warning, Genevieve was swired into a

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

Lincoln was distinguished by its unique license

luxury car drove straight ahead and

could unmistakably identify Louis‘ car from the myriad others. His expulsion from Fallon

of his toil in mere moments.

evidence in his possession, he had been

had always been strained, marked by hostility and

ties with Austin, suggesting they send him to the

allied with the real Louis, aiming to thwart

accident. Yet, in his eyes, it was never

blurred by rage, David

smoke billowed into the sky, dyeing it

Genevieve merged seamlessly into the

grateful for their narrow escape.

Linda, observing the scene unfold from a nearby high–rise,

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

call, tears streamed down her face, one after the

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

how could she get his

removed from the

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