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

space for excessive

tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is

asked nervously but stopped when she noticed a pretty woman with mesmerizing eyes coming downstairs.

changed instantly.

so anxious that she couldn’t

hearing this, Anthony glanced back with a

Genevieve gazed at Quincey, her

down and looked around. “Where is my

out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and

when he saw the

down and picked it up.

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

adorable.

slightly brightened, casting away the gloom

bit shocked and

came across as rude. Yet, Genevieve’s true identity compelled her to hold back the sarcastic remark she was

smile with a mere glance. “Ms. Lawrence, do you still love

to Quincey at first, but because Quincey acted superior, Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered, Mrs. Hoffman? Seeing

and went

his lips and followed her without hesitation.

dare she say

couldn’t resist responding with sharp sarcasm. “Anthony is engaged now. Don’t interfere and ruin

loudly, nearly hitting Anthony in

looked at Quincey with a gloomy

occurred. Yet, a trace of fear toward Anthony lingered

settled in his heart. He gathered the garments beside him and uttered, “It’s getting late. You should

here less often.”

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

profound distress within her

turned pale. “You‘

could finish her words, Anthony slammed the door

Genevieve was

However,

thunderous voice induced a pounding

drove off, her discomfort shielded her from noticing the darkness and stern expression that had taken over

passenger seat stood up and faced the wind, its fur blowing back as it

glanced at it and slowed down, worried

heart and believed it was fate to form a bond with this

of going home, she headed

she had many responsibilities to take

office with clean clothes, which

arrived, she handed the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it for a bit. I’m going to change

dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering another word, he nodded and

captured everyone’s attention and made them fond of the

“It is

someone purchase dog food from the