Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 342

Lucas, understanding Bill’s intent, got the message.

Bill, affected by this incident, felt guilt and affection towards Robbin.

He nodded without saying much more.

“Also, Ms. Lawrence was frightened today. Prepare a gift to soothe her a bit. We can discuss the rest later,” Bill said gravely, realizing his concern for Genevieve had surpassed his attention to Robbin.

So, Robbin taking a bullet for him brought a sense of unbearable shame to him as a father.

Lucas nodded. “Father, please go back. The house needs calming too. I’ll handle things here.”

Bill agreed and stood up, addressing the others, “Let’s go back. Lucas has handled things well. Let’s give him a chance to gain some experience.”

They left the hospital in a grand procession.

The brightly lit Simpson Manor was eerily silent.

The servants, clueless about the events, watched as a group entered and turned Carrie’s room upside down.

Her belongings and clothes were thrown on the floor and then taken away for disposal, leaving only the items in the safe.

Bill and the rest entered the scene.

A trembling servant reported, “We’ve cleaned up most of it, Mr. Simpson, but we can’t open the safe.”

Someone next to Bill glanced over and sneered. “That’s easy, Alex is our man for this, let him handle it!”

Following that, a call was made.

Alex, responsible for the manor’s security and having skipped Bill’s birthday banquet without knowing the day’s events, rushed in half–dressed.

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“Mr. Simpson, Wyatt.” He was astonished at the mess. “What happened here?”

“Just tell us if you can open the safe,” urged Wyatt.

Alex frowned. “Is there a lock I can’t pick? Twenty years back, I almost got wanted for my lock–picking skills.”

safe, just say so. Neither Mr. Simpson nor I will laugh at you. Maybe we should call a professional,” Wyatt suggested to

him, easily seeing through Wyatt’s goading

indeed not the brightest bulb..

bait, eagerly stepping forward with a master key. “Let’s see then. I’ll show you ! haven’t lost my touch. Truth be told, despite retiring my lock–picking days, my skills haven’t dulled

he crouched down, ear close to

What could be inside, using such a cheap

a few twists of his key, a “click”

looked triumphantly at them.

Wyatt was about to check the contents, Alex turned the lock a few times, relocking

him in

surprised. “Alex,

just proved I could open it, but actually opening it without permission? No can do

you taught me to live a clean life, didn’t

looks, bewildered by Alex’s actions.

anger, kicked at Alex.

Mr. Simpson’s safe. He forgot the password and

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Mr.

nimble fingers, he quickly

jewelry, a few confidential documents, and chat records of alliances with others, probably used for

a photo fell out from among the

as he looked

looks familiar?”

handed it

photo, Bill’s expression subtly changed.

fiancée

hadn’t forgotten the girl he

at the woman on the photo,

memory once again became

years without seeing that woman, causing his memories to

Genevieve, he was reminded of

knew Genevieve wasn’t her.

only upon seeing this photo that

was

lied about

My photos left.

trombled and

of hitter emotion welled up inside him.