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.

first step to freedom was to extricate

her eyes lifting to meet Linda’s as a myriad of emotions flitted across her

shoulder in a reassuring manner, and

not, who asked her to help me?” Genevieve pondered, staring at the small

under the cover of

to retreat upstairs, she remained in the living

the medication’s

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

undeniable; her heart fluttered

the floor,

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

being ushered into a black Lincoln, her vision blurred by tears–though

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

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

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

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

was distinguished by its unique

luxury car drove straight ahead and crashed

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

his toil in

his possession,

relationship with Austin, his stepson, had always been strained, marked

with Austin, suggesting they send him to the

with the real Louis, aiming to thwart David at every

Austin’s fatal car accident. Yet, in his eyes, it

vision blurred by rage, David

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

the chaos, the car harboring Genevieve merged seamlessly into the

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

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

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

the call, tears streamed down her face, one

watchful eye, she had led a life of comfort and lu and grime of such

get his hands

from

the company and was well aware of the truths that Louis had confided