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

wasn’t space for excessive contemplation at that moment.

in a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is currently being cared for there, so

happened to…” Quincey asked nervously but stopped when she

changed

that she couldn’t think.

Anthony glanced back with a

her eyes devoid of

and looked around. “Where is my

retriever puppy rushed out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and rubbed its fluffy head against her shoes.

when he saw the dog tawning uver

and picked it up.

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

adorable.

mood slightly brightened, casting away the gloom

bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why are you

her to hold back

Lawrence, do you still love my son and have even

Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered, Mrs. Hoffman? Seeing you this morning made

and went straight

his lips and followed her without

was agitated, wondering, ‘How dare she say that I made her lose

“Anthony is

nearly hitting Anthony in the

at Quincey with a gloomy expression.

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

the garments beside him and uttered, “It’s getting

here less often.”

even he couldn’t stand them,

likely experiencing profound distress within her marriage to

turned

could finish her words, Anthony slammed

Genevieve was already starting

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

thunderous voice induced a pounding headache

shielded her from noticing the darkness

passenger seat stood up and faced the wind,

slowed down, worried

a tender feeling in her heart and believed it was fate to form a bond with this

headed straight to

responsibilities to take on, but

a lounge in her office with clean clothes, which

she arrived, she handed the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of

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

captured everyone’s attention

ultimately realized. “It

requested that someone purchase dog