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.”

you can’t open the safe, just say so. Neither Mr. Simpson nor I will laugh at you. Maybe we should call a professional,” Wyatt suggested to Bill,

easily

not

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 one

spoke, he crouched down, ear close

safe. What could be inside,

twists of his key, a “click” sound signaled

triumphantly at them. “How

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

him

“Alex, what are you

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

me to live

Wyatt exchanged looks, bewildered

with anger, kicked at

safe. He forgot the password and asked you to open

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in embarrassment. “Oh, it’s Mr. Simpson’s? I’ll open it right

fingers, he quickly opened it

a few confidential documents, and chat records

fell out

picked it up, squinting as he looked

looks familiar?”

it to

photo, Bill’s expression subtly changed.

the fiancée

forgotten the girl he had

photo, a sharp pang

fading memory once again became clear.

without seeing that woman, causing his

of the person in his

he knew Genevieve

upon seeing this photo that his

was her.

lied about not having

My photos left.

konde trombled

emotion welled up inside