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 at that

in Atharia and is currently being cared for there, so she won’t return

Quincey asked nervously but stopped when she noticed a pretty woman with

changed instantly. “Genevieve?”

so anxious that she couldn’t think.

this, Anthony glanced back with

gazed at Quincey, her

looked around. “Where is my

Anthony could talk, the golden retriever puppy rushed out of its bed,

he saw the

down and picked it

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

adorable.

the gloom

still a bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why are you here?”

identity compelled her to hold back the sarcastic remark she was tempted to

“Ms. Lawrence, do you still love my son and have even

Quincey acted superior, Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are

went straight to the

lips and

she say that I made her

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

slammed the door loudly, nearly hitting Anthony in the face.

with a

incident hadn’t occurred. Yet, a trace of fear toward

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

here less often.”

that even he couldn’t stand them,

experiencing profound distress within

turned pale.

could finish her words, Anthony slammed the door

outside, Genevieve was already

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

a pounding headache in

from noticing the darkness and stern expression that

retriever in the passenger seat stood up and faced the wind, its fur blowing back as it excitedly tried

it and slowed down, worried it might jump out of the car.

experienced a tender feeling in her heart and believed it was

she headed straight to the

leaving soon, and she had many responsibilities to take on, but there was limited time.

was a lounge in her office with

the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it for a

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

playful behavior, like chewing papers and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them fond of the dog, with no one

realized. “It is hungry!”

dog food from the store