Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Anthony forgot everything.

He forgot what had happened in the last three years, as well as Genevieve.

Samantha remarked sarcastically. “Forgetting can be a blessing. Mr. Hoffman, you’re truly wise.”

She insinuated that Anthony was feigning amnesia to avoid responsibility for the cruise ship accident.

Genevieve sneered in her mind. ‘This reason is childish and ridiculous.”

Quincey looked pale.

A sense of anger swirled in her heart.

She looked up at Genevieve and voiced her thoughts. “Genevieve you

know resent us. If you like Anthony, you should just speak up. Don’t fault us for not treating you well since you masked your identity and married into the Hoffman family. You only have yourself to blame for fooling us.”

Genevieve smiled. There was a coldness lurking behind her lips.

Before Samantha became angry, Genevieve remarked lightly, “I had no choice. My family despised the Hoffman family. I was foolish enough to marry into it, but I never imagined I wasn’t even appreciated after donating bone marrow. Initially, I thought Mrs. Hoffman came from an ordinary background and would likely get along well with me. However, it turns out Mrs. Hoffman looks down on those of humble origins the most, despite her own modest beginnings.”

“You…” In just a few words, Quincey’s face turned livid.

There were many people around. Quincey felt her face burning.

She trembled with anger.

The topic she wanted to avoid the most was her humble family background.

But Genevieve kept poking at her sore spot.

If Genevieve wasn’t the daughter of the Lawrence family, Quincey felt like she would rip her mouth off her face.

Anthony felt a mix of emotions as he stood aside and listened to their conversation.

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He hadn’t expected things to unfold like this.

Samantha smiled gently but scolded, “Gen, you are the daughter of the Lawrence family and the CEO of Lawrence Group. I’d prefer if you refrain from mentioning your past.”

Genevieve smiled obediently and shrugged, “Okay, Mom. I’ll go find Selene first.”

Samantha nodded.

After Genevieve left. Quincey’s expression brightened up.

didn’t want to

choice but

walked her to the

Lawrence family was forgiving and frank.

contrast, Quincey’s departure mid–way through the banquet seemed

better stood out

chatted with Anthony for a while and was pulled over by others.

excited to attend the banquet and almost lost her voice.

toward

me to death. Luckily, you’re fine. I never believed that you

the events on the cruise ship were kept secret,

she didn’t bring it up to avoid upsetung Darrell and

champagne. “I’m quite blessed.

and Genevieve told her what she

couldn’t help but sigh.

no idea. Not long

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that Anthony woke up with drug–induced amnesia after half a month of hospitalization. He conveniently forgot about the three years he spent with you. Later, rumors surfaced that Anthony and Andrea got engaged. It’s

amnesia?‘ Genevieve suddenly remembered Anthony’s expression and reaction when

him at Atharia.

“Something’s not right.

He was probably worried that word of his health would impact the company, so I couldn’t discern anything

that he had amnesia, and it turned out to be true, Genevieve

of resentment and anger crossed Genevieve’s heart as she fell into deep thoughts.

amnesia while I nearly died in the sea, getting imprisoned and shot, before

invitation, I wouldn’t have been on that cruise ship

sister and fiancée, I

nothing to do with him,

and resentful emotion grew even more

He glanced at Selene, nodded, and then looked

it’s your first day in the company tomorrow. Let me

always

away. Her mood

in her hand, took his arm, and said with a smile, “Jeff, I want a private plane. I’ll shortly be CEO and can’t travel too modestly. By the way, I also want the penthouse you bought near the company. I’d like to live closer. Of course, I also want the

her in

a socialite who was so

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houses, company shares, and antiques without the slightest hint of embarrassment on her

talking about what she wanted.

a little

and interrupted her, “Gen, don’t be late