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.”

nor I will laugh at you. Maybe we should call a professional,” Wyatt suggested to Bill, raising

at him, easily seeing through

was indeed not the brightest

key. “Let’s see then. I’ll show you ! haven’t lost my touch. Truth be told, despite retiring my lock–picking days,

he crouched down, ear close to the safe, listening for clicks.

safe. What could be inside, using such a cheap old

a “click”

them. “How about

Alex turned the lock a

stared at him

surprised. “Alex, what

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

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

looks, bewildered by Alex’s

white–faced with anger, kicked

Mr. Simpson’s safe. He forgot the password and asked you to open it, you fool!”

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Mr. Simpson’s? I’ll open it

he quickly

the items inside, some jewelry, a few confidential documents, and chat records of alliances with others, probably used for blackmailing.

out from among

picked it up, squinting as he

looks familiar?”

handed it

seeing the photo, Bill’s expression subtly changed.

“Isn’t this the fiancée of Lucas we saw

the sharpest, but he hadn’t forgotten the

at the woman on the photo, a

once again became

that woman, causing his

reminded of the person in

knew Genevieve wasn’t her.

this photo that his heart finally

photo was

about not having

My photos left.

konde trombled

of hitter emotion welled up