Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 261

Louis‘ business was like an iceberg on the ocean’s surface. It appeared clean, vast, and seemingly pure.

However, beneath this noble purity lay the unseen blondy peaks, the colossal mountain ranges submerged beneath the sea, the black empire hidden from view

Some would naturally steer clear upon seeing the iceberg, but those who dared to explore would only meet a grisly end, their bones crushed to dust, leaving no trace behind

Jeffrey was among those who vanished without a trace, having opted to conceal the truth rather than reveal it. However, concealment had its limits and eventually, it erupted.

“Genevieve, I love you. I’m willing to spare Jeffrey’s life if you would come with me.” Louis‘ expression changed slightly

Uttering these words was ultimately a concession for him, but to Genevieve, it sounded absurd. She said, “Louis, you want us to pay the price for your selfish and dangerous emotions? Anthony has already found Grandpa Frank and Grandma Margaret. Your secrets will be exposed soon. Do you still think you can control everything?”

Louis‘ eyes instantly darkened as he asked, “Do you trust Anthony that much?”

Genevieve met his gaze squarely, her beauty transparent and fearless. “At least I dare to say he won’t harm my loved ones. But what about you? You keep telling me that you love me, how devoted and infatuated you are. But deep down, you know you don’t love me. You love Anthony’s ex–wife, no matter who she is.”

A dense fog of darkness rose in Louis‘ eyes, emanating a chilling aura.

Genevieve had spoken so bluntly that Louis could not have been unmoved.

He pushed open the door, the sea breeze causing his shirt to billow slightly.

Genevieve, I’m willing to risk my life for you. Isn’t that proof enough of my love for you? You don’t trust me, yet ou trust Anthony, who has hurt you. Is that fair to me?” His voice sounded icy cold.

felt as though silence enveloped them, drowning out any other sound.

Genevieve endured the sharp pain in her chest. A cold smirk played at the corner of her lips. “The facts speak for

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themselves. I shouldn’t have trusted you, should I? You can take my life if you want, Louis, but don’t even think about trading it for my family’s thres. Otherwise, I won’t spare you?”

Louis‘ eves twitched slightly

His face was rigid, enveloped in an unshakeable chill and darkness.

The two stood in confrontation for a few seconds.

Suddenly, Louis smirked, his lips curling into a cold smile as he took a few steps forward, closing the distance between them. “You won’t spare me, huh? All right, I be waiting

was cold and clear, devoid of

ship swayed gently as a tall, slender figure emerged, waving in their direction.

his eyes, then grabbed Genevieve’s wrist and

his strength without a

hesitation.

her love, but if it was

or her body, he decided he had

grip but to no avail. “Louis, let go. At this point, there’s nothing left to say between

no signs

his

his secret

furrowed his brows, he answered the phone, “Speak.”

at sea and we’re surrounded. Damn it, you better run,

up the phone

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a storm brewing

contorted with thisbelief and deleat. “Anthony

him

had rescued Frank and Margaret, then staged Presley’s fake death to reclaim the

had somehow eradicated

black empire at sea, once untouchable, now lay in ruins.

grip on Genevieve’s wrist.

moment of panic, Genevieve gasped, her chest tightening as she held back

I won’t say a word if you leave now. Consider it repayment

tilted his head slightly, his angular profile exuding bone–chilling

wrist and

heart sank. She exerted all her

demeanor to reveal a sharp and dangerous

they heard the approaching sirens, and Louis‘ face paled as several police cars

hearing the sound, Genevieve breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as though her defenses were finally in

could even rejoice, Louis impatiently hoisted her

Genevieve shouted, hoping to attract attention. “Louis, you

as he

treated him with respect. “Mr. Fallon, shall

aside, gripping her hand tightly,

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