Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild ( Genevieve)

Chapter 247

Genevieve’s mind reeled with disbelief as she mused, ‘Titus seemed like a decent man. I can’t believe he’d do

such a thing!”

By now, Ximena was overwhelmed with emotions. She muttered some prayers before asking, “What about you? Mr. Hoffman is good–looking, rich, and powerful. Many coveted his attention, yet tonight, it was solely on you. How’d you two get divorced?”

Genevieve pondered silently before extending her pinkle finger into the air.

She meant to say she was beyond Anthony’s league.

Ximena’s beaded bracelet slipped from her grasp in sheer astonishment. “Is his thing really that short?”

Genevieve stiffened, then swallowed, deciding to stay silent.

‘Close enough. We’re not getting back regardless,‘ she mused.

Ximena’s sympathy shone through her eyes as she retrieved her beaded bracelet from the floor. “Goodness! All the more reason to think twice before getting remarried. Intimacy may be trivial, but it’s far from unnecessary.”

Genevieve peeled off her facial mask as she couldn’t contain her laughter at Ximena’s two–faced behavior.

“You’re right. Anyway, what are you doing here?” Genevieve asked.

Ximena clenched her jaw, her voice laced with bitterness. “He left me with nothing and ruined my acting career. I’ve lost every penny I have to him. Now, I want the world to know the truth about that scumbag.”

Gritting her teeth, she squeezed her bracelet so tightly it threatened to snap.

Genevieve pursed her lips, pondering, ‘She must’ve had it rough, too.”

In another room, Anthony, known for his germophobia, refused to share a room with anyone else.

He contemplated hurling the mattress out as Brendan persisted in staying, but the latter quickly interjected, “Don’t you want Genevieve back?”

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Anthony retorted, “And why exactly does that concern you?”

“I’m the only one on your side now. Show some appreciation, would you?” Brendan grumbled.

Gritting his teeth, Anthony begrudgingly let him in..

Brendan swaggered in, making himself comfortable before probing, “So, what’s your sleeping arrangement with Genevieve, considering you hate room–sharing.”

Anthony sneered. “Simple. She’s my wife; you’re not.”

Brendan reminded, “Well, she’s not anymore.”

A frown creased Anthony’s features. “The bed is off–limits. The floor’s all yours.”

Brendan’s eyes widened.

‘The double standard!” he exclaimed inwardly.

Anthony shot Brendan a disdainful glance before turning his attention to his laptop, and the latter was soon nodding off on the ground.

After Anthony settled his business, he reached out to awaken Brendan.

“How can I convince her to remarry me?” Anthony asked.

Brendan shielded his face wearily, groaning with a hint of reluctance, “It’s impossible.”

Anthony’s expression turned grim as he shot Brendan a frosty look.

Brendan immediately added, “Don’t rush it, Tony. Focus on building a connection first, then capture her attention. What do you think sets you apart?”

After a brief pause, Anthony confidently stated, “Everything.”

Brendan was speechless but pressed on, “Which one stands out the most?”

“I’m rich?” Anthony stated, albeit tentatively.

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He was about to claim his charming looks as his standout trait, considering Genevieve’s instant attraction toward him.

Yet, he restrained himself, reminding himself of the Importance of humility instilled by his upbringing. Brendan sighed. “Tony, your wealth won’t impress Genevieve anymore. She’s quite well–off herself, isn’t she?”

‘It feels like Tony has nothing to show off, save for his riches, Brendan thought.

Brendan cleared his throat, adopting a serious tone. “Why don’t you just mold yourself into Genevieve’s type?”

Anthony scowled. “Like doing naked aerobics?”

Brendan said, “Let’s face it, Tony. You don’t have the same level of fitness as that aerobics guy. Don’t compete with your weaknesses against others‘ strengths.”

Anthony shot him a cold glance, not uttering a word.

A palpable chill settled over the room.

Brendan swiftly broke the ice, saying, “You could always give aerobics a shot. See how thoughtful and charming the other guys are? Most importantly, smooth–talking goes a long way.”

Anthony

was full of indignance.

The conversation stretched into the late hours, with Brendan dominating the discussion while Anthony

remained silent.

Although reluctant, Anthony tuned in to Brendan’s words.

Soon, Brendan’s snores filled the room while Anthony remained awake, contemplating, ‘Should I try naked

aerobics?”

The next morning, the director arrived, eyes burdened with dark circles, a testament to his restless night.

Thankfully, everyone honored him enough to arrive on time.

As per the script, they were scheduled to shoot the first meeting.

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In other words, it was a reshoot.

Despite their intense argument the previous day, Yvette and Stella entered the room arm–in–arm like a pair of best friends.

Ximena and Titus arrived next, their faces beaming with smiles. Titus even helped Ximena with her luggage.

Lauraine and Ximena, however, ignored each other, their demeanor suggesting either unfamiliarity or a refusal to acknowledge each other.

Things were a little different with Anthony and Genevieve.

Anthony appeared frail and worn, his presence commanding yet tinged with melancholy.

On the other hand, Genevieve exuded an ethereal beauty, her flawless features radiating with an otherworldly

grace.

Sporting a bright smile, Robert helped Genevieve with her bags, sharing looks and smiles with her now and

then.

Genevieve took on the responsibility of guiding Anthony’s wheelchair.

Their unusual grouping sparked intrigue.

Brendan, acting as the event’s host, sauntered over to them with a warm smile, bravely broaching the subject, “Well, this is rare. Seems like you two are becoming quite the duo, Ms. Lawrence and Mr. Hoffman. Becoming fast friends?”

A subtle frown marred Genevieve’s features. “Didn’t the production team arrange this?”

Brendan was rendered speechless.

Despite the darkness in Anthony’s eyes, he managed a gentle smile through his pale complexion.

“I’m just… making an effort to impress Ms. Lawrence,” he stated between coughs.

Brendan signaled a thumbs–up discreetly while thinking, ‘All that talk last night paid off!‘

Genevieve’s eyes widened in horror as she instinctively stepped away from the wheelchair.

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Meanwhile, Emilio struggled to contain his amusement as he observed the scene unfold from outside.

Brendan swiftly kicked off the segment.

“We’ll draw lots to decide on your partner and complete tasks together,” he announced.

After calling for a lottery box to be brought over, he explained that those who drew the same number would be paired up for the tasks.

Genevieve was last to draw.

With a smirk, Brendan handed her the last remaining slip, eliciting a glare from Genevieve as she wondered, ‘What’s he up to this time?‘

She flipped the paper over, which showed the number ten.

Anthony also muttered, “Number ten…”

Genevieve gave Brendan a frosty stare.

‘Only a fool would believe this wasn’t rigged,‘ she huffed inwardly.

“Let’s switch numbers, Mr. Hoffman. You team up with Stella, and I’ll take Ms. Lawrence,” Robert exclaimed eagerly, his eyes gleaming with excitement before Brendan could speak.

A sudden hush fell over the room as Anthony shot him a glare.

This pretentious little…‘ he cursed inwardly.

Brendan cleared his throat as he enforced the rules. “You can’t swap with another man.”

However, Robert stood before Genevieve like a fearless, willing sacrifice. “Then, let’s exchange partners, Ms. Lawrence. I’ll team up with Mr. Hoffman!”

Once again, Brendan was struck mute.

Is that a loophole?‘ he wondered.