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.

more annoyed

wasn’t space for excessive contemplation

composed as he spoke in a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is currently being cared for there, so she won’t return soon.”

stopped when she noticed a pretty woman with mesmerizing eyes

changed

anxious that

back with a warm and gentle expression.

at Quincey, her

straight down and looked around. “Where

out of its bed, stepped

disdain when he saw the dog

down and

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

adorable.

casting away the gloom she had felt

still a bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why

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

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

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

went straight to the door.

his lips and followed her without hesitation.

say that I made her lose

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

door loudly, nearly

at Quincey with a gloomy

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

He gathered the garments beside him and

here less often.”

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

within her marriage to the Hoffman family.

face turned

finish her words, Anthony slammed the door and

Genevieve was already

sports car before going out for a drink. However,

thunderous voice induced a pounding headache in her.

shielded her 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

at it and slowed down, worried it might jump

experienced a tender feeling in her heart and believed it was fate

home, she headed straight to the company.

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

lounge in her office with clean

to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it for a bit. I’m going to change

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

young golden retriever’s playful behavior, like chewing papers and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them fond

realized. “It is

someone purchase dog food from the store