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

Chapter 260



Chapter 260

Genevieve thought, “The heart of the man with the surname Lawrence…

Her mind went blank.

All those dreadful thoughts flooded In.

Even her fingers trembled slightly.

She thought, ‘It’s him!‘

Genevieve gritted her teeth as intense emotions surged within her.

The other party was impatient and called Louis.

Louis frowned, impatiently taking out his phone, glancing at it, then hanging up immediately.

He saw the message.

His eyes narrowed slightly before he replied with a single word and turned off his phone.

The next second, Genevieve’s phone buzzed and displayed his response.

He texted: [Yes.]

His response felt icy and cold, like the depths of the sea.

Genevieve felt a chill run through her body, shivering uncontrollably.

A deep ache ran through her bones, making her heart feel as if it had been tightly squeezed. Even breathing became difficult and painful.

Louis seemed unbothered next to her. This sent shivers down her spine.

For the first time, Genevieve felt a bone–chilling fear toward someone.

She couldn’t believe he could casually put her loved ones in mortal danger before her.

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Genevieve suppressed her trembling body and restrained her emotions.

She gritted her teeth. “Who exactly do you want me to meet? Where are we going?”

Louis‘ expression remained unchanged, as he stepped on the accelerator to speed up.

Genevieve’s breath caught, but she held onto her phone and sent her location to Jasper.

However, her phone was taken away the next second.

Louis glanced over, his eyes slightly chilling

After seeing her chat with Jasper, his gaze turned instantly deep.

His complexion remained cool and pale, with a touch of gloom.

Silently, he lowered the car window and tossed the phone out.

Genevieve’s expression changed instantly. “Louis!”

Louis accelerated, leaving behind her anger and the phone.

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“I treat you as a friend, what do you take me for? A mere pawn?” Genevieve’s voice sharpened, her eyes flashing with a hint of crimson.

Her pent–up anger and impatience burst forth uncontrollably.

Louis remained silent, the only sound in the quiet car being her trembling breath.

Soon, the car came to a stop. They were parked at a deserted harbor.

Countless large and small ships lined up, quietly blending into the surging sea behind them.

Louis lowered the car window and glanced at the azure sea outside.

It was a beautiful day with a clear sky.

Inside the car, silence prevailed.

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His gentle demeanor slightly retreated, revealing a hint of indifference and coldness stripped of its disguise.

Genevieve pounded on the car door countless times, but it wouldn’t budge.

An infinite chasm separated them in the silence as If neither was willing to continue to pretend that all was well.

The briny sea breeze swept in, carrying with it a tang of salt.

Louis‘ complexion remained calm and serene, but his gaze now held a touch of scrutiny. “When did you find

out?”

Genevieve’s emotions stirred, but she suppressed them as best she could, striving to remain composed.

“Since you gave me the phone,” she answered bluntly.

Since the truth was out, she saw no point in hiding. “Louis, did you give me a phone only to spy on me? After dealing with Anthony, am I your next target?”

She couldn’t comprehend and stared at him bitterly. “I thought we wouldn’t stoop to this. I trusted you, Louis. But I’m not sure about you anymore. Are you the same person I thought I knew?”

In the past, Louis was gentle and caring. He was willing to risk everything to save her.

Genevieve could feel his love and dedication, his restrained yet profound intensity.

However, she only sensed danger and unfamiliarity from him now.

He was the complete opposite of his former self.

Yet, he was still the Louis she knew.

Louis‘ eyes bore into her yet his voice remained lightly weighted. “Genevieve, isn’t Anthony the one you choose to believe in? Did you think I didn’t know you were counter–surveilling?”

Genevieve’s face went deathly pale.

Her gaze was a void of darkness, bereft of color.

She stammered, unable to find words in the complexity of her emotions as she was terrified yet furious.

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Louis gently tugged at the corner of his lips, his demeanor carried a hint of aloofness. “You’ve endured until now, so I presume you also know what Anthony has been up to. Do you think he can help you?”

He reached out his hand, lightly playing with a small trinket in the car.

Genevieve gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. “Why did you do this?”

Louis looked at her and smiled gently. “What do you mean?”

“My brother.” Genevieve tried to maintain calm but could not help revealing her emotions. “The message just now was about him, right? Louis, why would you do this? How dare you?”

She could already guess that there was a clandestine underworld syndicate backing Louis.

Coupled with his investments spanning the global pharmaceutical and medical equipment industries, it wasn’t difficult to surmise that his motive for engaging in such illicit dealings was for mutual assistance.

Louis chuckled softly as a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes. “He should never have discovered things that he shouldn’t know. Nobody asked him to ruin our business. Genevieve, your brother is formidable. We wanted him to join us, but he refused. We had no choice.”

As he spoke, his face seemed to carry a hint of feigned helplessness and regret.

A bone–deep chill emanated from Genevieve’s core.

Her eyes stung with unshed tears, which she swallowed down.

While clenching her fists, she pounded on the car window twice. “Open the door!”

She couldn’t care less about the numbness and pain in her hands.

All she felt was suffocation.

Another second in here, and she felt she would suffocate to death.

Louis narrowed his eyes and pressed a switch. Upon hearing a soft click, Genevieve pushed the door open and stepped out of the car.

She stood there as she gazed at the sea. The setting sun cast a golden sheen over the distant horizon.

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Her chest heaved with anger. She turned back, her crimson eyes filled with determination. “Louis, you’re truly despicable. You knew all along that I was counter–surveilling, so why didn’t you just come clean? You could have threatened me, warned me, but you didn’t. You watched me go to great lengths to find Jeffrey, only to mock me in your heart while pretending everything was fine. Do you know how terrifying you are?”

Genevieve’s voice nearly cracked toward the end as she suppressed a low growl, but the rage of anger in her chest showed no sign of diminishing. “How could you be confident that I would forgive

and be lenient with you even after seeing you like this? That’s impossible. We’re foes now!”

From the moment he hurt Jeffrey, they were destined to never be friends again.

Genevieve’s gratitude and tenderness for him were gradually disappearing-

Her voice, carried by the sea breeze, penetrated his chest, but he remained unmoved.

He simply smiled, carrying a mixture of pity and complexity. “Genevieve, how could I bear to threaten you?”


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