Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 172

Genevieve slept so well that she didn’t take the servant’s hangover remedy.

Consequently, upon awakening the following day, she experienced a sensation of dizziness and a slight headache, leaving her feeling under the weather.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a golden sheen over the mural.

She gazed at the mural, a sense of familiarity washing over her.

After pondering briefly, a sudden recollection struck her, prompting her to sit up immediately.

She drank with Selene and Emilio last night.

“Why am I here?” she wondered.

She massaged her forehead, looking around. A blend of nostalgia and alienation welled up within her, sparking a profound sense of resistance.

She had unpleasant memories of this place, reminding her of how stupid she was.

She glanced down at her attire, frowning.

Fortunately, she didn’t feel uncomfortable.

After changing her clothes in the cloakroom, Genevieve immediately went downstairs.

She wanted to leave immediately but didn’t expect that she would see Quincey here.

At that same time, Anthony sat across from Quincey downstairs.

His demeanor was relaxed and subtly elegant, maintaining his characteristic aura.

Quincey tried to hide her anger from Anthony, but her complaint showed she was unhappy. “Who told you about Daniel? Is Kenneth not doing a good job? If he fails to meet expectations, I’ll find you an alternative until you’re completely satisfied. Daniel is too conceited and always makes decisions alone, so it’s better to replace him.”

Without changing his expression, Anthony took a sip of his coffee and spoke in an indifferent tone. “Daniel is skilled and has worked with me for three years, so don’t interfere in these small issues.”

The last sentence offended Quincey. She pondered, ‘Don’t interfere in these small issues? Doesn’t it imply that he knew Kenneth was the one I had arranged?!

Quincey felt a tightness in her chest and a surge of frustration,

Before the accident, Anthony had disregarded her advice, remaining indifferent to her.

Quincey thought she could control him after he lost his memory.

In just a matter of days, Anthony rapidly gained Influence. Whenever she reached out too eagerly, he would consistently and unmercifully thwart her efforts.

Quincey lost once more.

I’ll no

She paused and then took a deep breath. “Well, since you’ve made it clear that this is what you want, longer intervene. But when will you fetch Andrea back from Atharia? The Thomson family keeps asking me why she was left there alone.”

Quincey thought of Andrea, which led her to think of Genevieve as well.

she felt more annoyed and

space for excessive contemplation

as he spoke in a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is

happened to…” Quincey asked nervously but stopped when she noticed a

expression changed instantly.

that she

back with a warm

Quincey, her

down and looked around. “Where is my

golden retriever puppy rushed out of its bed, stepped

saw the dog tawning uver E

bent down and

dirty dog for a stray dog, but it was actually a furry little golden retriever.

adorable.

gloom she had felt when she met Quincey.

shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why

tone came across as rude. Yet, Genevieve’s true identity compelled her

forced smile with a mere glance. “Ms. Lawrence, do you still love my son and have even moved

acted superior, Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered,

and went straight to

pursed his lips and followed her

dare she say that I made her lose her appetite?‘

“Anthony is engaged now. Don’t interfere and ruin

nearly hitting

looked at Quincey with a gloomy expression.

her gaze nonchalantly, pretending the incident hadn’t occurred. Yet, a trace of

garments beside him and uttered,

here less often.”

harsh that even he couldn’t stand them, and neither could

was likely experiencing profound distress within her

face turned pale.

Anthony

Genevieve was already starting the car.

car before going out for a drink. However, the moment she sat in

voice induced a

from noticing the darkness and stern

faced the wind, its fur

slowed down, worried it might jump out

in her heart and believed it was fate to form

she headed straight to

had many responsibilities to take

a lounge in her office with

to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of

dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering

over coffee cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them fond of the dog, with no one getting angry at it.

realized. “It is

dog food from