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.

felt more

space for excessive contemplation at that moment.

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

but stopped when she noticed a pretty woman with

expression changed instantly. “Genevieve?”

was so anxious that

hearing this, Anthony glanced back with

at Quincey, her eyes devoid of any

down and looked around.

out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s

saw the

down and picked it up.

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

adorable.

brightened, casting away the gloom she had felt when

bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why are

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

still love my son and have even

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

went

pursed his lips and followed her

‘How dare she say that

resist responding with sharp sarcasm. “Anthony is engaged now.

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

with

hadn’t occurred. Yet, a trace of fear

his heart. He gathered 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 the Hoffman family.

turned pale.

words, Anthony slammed the door

he stepped outside, Genevieve was

chose a sports car before going out for a drink. However, the moment she sat in it today, she was filled with

thunderous voice induced a pounding

from noticing the darkness and stern expression that had taken over Anthony’s

wind, its

down, worried it might jump out of

and believed it

headed straight to the

responsibilities to take on,

office with clean clothes, which

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

her, still dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering another word, he nodded and led the

and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them

“It is

that someone purchase dog food