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

Chapter 42

Anthony’s face shifted into a somber expression and his tone grew more solemn. “Grandma, who told you that?”

When Anthony owned up to it, Margaret couldn’t contain her anger.

“That homewrecker. I swear, as long as I’m alive, she won’t set foot in our family!” she bellowed.

With that, she ended the call abruptly. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Frank had grown accustomed to such family troubles over the years. He wasn’t as upset.

“Take a breath. We lost Linda as a daughter–in–law back then, and I’ve learned to take things lightly. It’s a relief that they divorced. At least, he won’t hold back such a kind girl,” Frank said.

Margaret was furious to the core.

“I favored Gen a bit more just because she reminded me of Linda. I never expected Tony to be so spineless!” she said.

Anthony’s forehead creased in a frown as he placed his phone on the table. He then directed Daniel to look into overseas hospitals.

After Daniel left, Anthony reached for his phone again, but uncertainty held him back. He walked over to a drawer, pulled out a different phone, and dialed a number.

The call was abruptly ended on the other side.

The person on the other end no longer answered calls from unfamiliar numbers.

A wave of tension gripped Anthony’s chest.

He stood up, grabbed his clothes, and made his way out. Casting a brief glance at Daniel, Anthony remarked, “I’m heading to Eagle Entertainment to visit a patient.”

His words sounded peculiar to Daniel.

Daniel’s lips twitched as he refrained from vocalizing the thoughts that flitted through his mind.

It was indeed unusual for someone to go to work when feeling under the weather.

Anthony drove to the Eagle Entertainment building.

A sudden realization struck him, and he detoured to buy a bouquet of the roses she favored.

If Louis could present them, Anthony could do the same, and even better!

He could offer larger, more exquisite, and more luxurious blooms!

However, upon reaching the building, Anthony learned that Genevieve hadn’t shown up that day.

His expression darkened, and he asked, “So, she didn’t come in just because she sprained her ankle?”

He couldn’t believe that he didn’t get to see her!

The receptionist, still relatively new, wore a friendly smile but couldn’t shake the feeling that the man was a bit odd.

Anthony frowned and asked, “Where does she live?”

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With a smile, the receptionist responded, “I’m sorry, sir, but we can’t disclose that information. We have numerous gentlemen like yourself eager to see Ms. Lawrence, and she’s quite occupied. Additionally, her residence is kept. confidential. If you wish to meet her, you can join the queue for an appointment, but unfortunately, all slots for this year are fully booked.”

As she finished speaking, Anthony’s expression immediately clouded over.

The realization hit him like a sudden storm. Countless men were vying for a chance to be with her.

No wonder she showed no inclination toward remarriage!

Anger surged in Anthony’s chest, and he struggled to contain the swirling tide of emotions within him.

His jaw tightened. He shot the receptionist a serious gaze and set the bunch of roses on the table.

“For Genevieve,” he uttered.

Having spoken those words, he turned and left.

The receptionist was initially surprised by the intensity of his gaze. Yet, she soon composed herself and stood her ground calmly.

Just as she was about to stow the flowers and resume her tasks, she caught sight of a card nestled within the bouquet.

After picking it up, she found a boldly written name: [Anthony Hoffman]!

The receptionist was briefly stunned.

Despite not having met him, she instantly recognized the name and realized he was the CEO of the Hoffman Group!

Without a moment’s delay, she quickly went upstairs with the bouquet.

Jasper snapped a photo of the flowers and the card, then forwarded it to Genevieve.

Genevieve: [Throw it away]

After getting into the car, Anthony dialed Daniel’s number.

“Find out where Genevieve is staying now,” he instructed.

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After a brief pause, Daniel responded, “Sure.”

Before long, Genevieve’s address appeared on Anthony’s phone.

It turned out to be a lavish residence in the heart of the city, which promised optimal privacy and a serene environment.

Anthony drove to the location, but upon arriving, he found no one.

The butler of the residential area greeted him with a smile and said, “Ms. Lawrence hasn’t been back for several days.”

Anthony returned to Hoffman Group. He was wearing a stern expression born out of frustration at not being able to catch a glimpse of her.

‘Well, Genevieve, you’re a real magician, huh? I mean, who knew you were the Houdini of hide– and–seek?‘ he mused.

Meanwhile, Daniel looked into Rosalie’s overseas hospital records and everything went smoothly.

He quickly got the results.

Austin had blood type O, Rosalie had blood type A, but Samson had blood type B.

This meant Samson couldn’t be Austin’s child.

Daniel obtained the blood sample of Rosalie’s child, and it was taken immediately after the baby was born. “According to the hospital records, Ms. Stewart’s child has blood type O. However, Samson has blood type B, and it doesn’t align with the sample. There’s a strong possibility that the baby was accidentally switched, or someone did it intentionally,” Daniel explained.

Anthony’s face grew tense. His eyes clouded with a seriousness that matched the intensity in his clenched fist.

Rosalie had spoken the truth.

“Investigate further,” Anthony commanded in a low, husky voice.

Daniel nodded. He was taken aback by the realization that this matter could still take another unexpected turn!

He pressed his lips together and hesitated before speaking. “Also, I heard that when Rosalie initially went abroad, she battled major depression. She was swindled out of all her money and wound up

working in a dance troupe, and eventually…”

Anthony’s brow furrowed slightly at the mention of “major depression.”

He had no prior knowledge of this at all.

At the same time, Genevieve lounged on the couch at the Lawrence residence while casually checking her emails.

Despite her relaxed demeanor, she looked absolutely stunning with her hair falling loosely behind her ears.

Dennis gingerly brought a serving of pudding to Genevieve. She smiled warmly and said, “Thank you.”

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While savoring her dessert, a call from Selene interrupted the moment..

*Gen, that woman jumped off a building, and now she’s in the hospital. Aiden is frantically running around, seeking help from every comer just to bring down the trending topics online. Is he out of his mind?” Selene exclaimed.

Genevieve smirked. “She didn’t meet her end by jumping, did she?”

“Of course. If she had died, Alden would be shedding tears at her memorial service. He didn’t even show as much concern about his brother’s situation. I wonder what he’s up to,” Selene remarked.

Selene felt both baffled and almost regretful that the two hadn’t become a couple.

Genevieve grinned and said, “Mr. Campbell has always been paying extra attention to Rosalie. I’m as puzzled as you are.”

Shè honestly couldn’t fathom the reason behind it and found the whole situation rather strange.

At first, she thought Aiden might be doing it to be considerate toward Anthony, but later, she realized that wasn’t the case.

Eventually, they wrapped up their chat and hung up.

Dennis came up and informed, ‘Ms. Lawrence, Louis has arrived.”

Genevieve was slightly taken aback. She nodded and said, “Please bring him in.”

Louis was aware of Genevieve’s sprained ankle, which probably explained his visit.

Before long. Louis showed up bearing a plethora of gifts, with a particularly noteworthy item being a bouquet of roses that dwarfed the one from the previous night. It was stunningly beautiful and twice the size.

“Ms. Lawrence, are you feeling better?” Louis asked.

Genevieve smiled. She appeared quite comfortable in her slippers, and she didn’t seem too affected.

“Much better. The doctor said it’s not serious, and I should be back to normal in a couple of days,” she said.

Louis smiled warmly and handed the bouquet toward her. “That’s good. I hope you recover soon.”

“Thank you.” Genevieve accepted the flowers.

Louis nonchalantly commented, “Mr. Hoffman appears pretty concerned about you, but he’s even more worried about Ms. Stewart. Word is, he got her the best ward in the hospital. Looks like the storm has blown over.”

A hint of surprise flitted across Genevieve’s eyes, but it vanished almost instantly.

She responded with a carefree smile as if the whole incident didn’t bother her at all.

“That’s his business. Perhaps, in their eyes, these are just trials of love,” she commented.

Her words were tinged with a hint of bitternes.

Yet, Genevieve had grown skilled at managing her emotions.

Louis‘ smile widened. “That’s wonderful. I hope they live happily ever after.”

It appeared that Louis held high hopes for the couple’s future together.