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.”

Neither Mr. Simpson nor I will laugh at you. Maybe we should call a professional,” Wyatt suggested to Bill, raising

him, easily

indeed not

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

ear close to the safe,

ordinary safe. What could be inside, using

key, a “click” sound signaled the safe

them. “How about that?”

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

at him

“Alex,

just proved I could open it, but actually opening it without

live a clean life,

and Wyatt exchanged looks, bewildered by

with anger, kicked at

the password and asked you to open it, you

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

quickly opened it

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

fell out from among the

squinting as he

looks

handed it to Bill.

Bill’s expression

scratched his head. “Isn’t this the fiancée of Lucas we saw at the

but he hadn’t forgotten the

woman on the photo, a sharp

fading memory once again became clear.

twenty years without seeing that woman,

was reminded of the person in his memories.

knew Genevieve

photo that his heart

photo was her.

had lied about not having

My photos left.

trombled

of hitter emotion welled