Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 79 Genevieve hummed a response, hung up the phone, and waited.

In less than two minutes, Jeffrey’s car arrived.

Jeffrey got out of the car and personally opened the door for Genevieve. He gently touched her hair and said softly, “Con, I'll take you back first.” Genevieve smiled and nodded, then bent down to get into the car.

Anthony watched in a distance as Genevieve got into Jeffrey’s car.

The gazes and intimate interaction between Genevieve and Jeffrey were particularly jarring in Anthony's eyes.

Anthony's face darkened, and frustration simmered in his heart.

‘I shouldn't have asked for the 20 million dollars!‘ he thought.

Soon, the context of the whole incident becclear.

It turned out that Finnley and Morgan teamed up to plot against Genevieve. However, they picked on the wrong person and faced a counterattack.

The end, of course, was gratifying.

Finnley and Morgan were criticized by netizens on the Internet, and the online backlash was overwhelming.

Eagle Entertainment also announced their decision to fire Morgan and Finnley when the opportunity arose.

Finnley and Morgan kept blaming each other for who administered the drug, creating a very ugly scene at the police station.

It was just that no one had ever guessed correctly who Finnley and Morgan were trying to set up. B Soon, another new trending topic took hold, and Mackenzie's latest production had overshadowed itall.

Anthony finally stopped bothering Genevieve, granting her srespite for a couple of days.

Finally a few peaceful days, thought Genevieve as she breathed a sigh of relief and threw herself into the new project.

The news from the hospital was that Frank was still in a coma, but Margaret woke up every other day.

Chapter 79 Although she was not awake for long, only a short period of more than ten minutes, this was still a piece of excellent news.

Genevieve planned to visit Margaret in the afternoon.

To her surprise, she saw an unexpected person standing in front of the glass window of Margaret's ward.

She walked slowly toward the person, feeling rather puzzled.

“Louis, why are you here?” Genevieve asked.

Louis paused, his cold and deep eyes softened slightly when he saw Genevieve.

“I was here to meet with Mr. Johnston. We discussed Mrs. Hoffman's condition, and | was wondering if newly developed equipment abroad could stimulate her to recover faster,” he said.

Genevieve nodded, dispelling the doubt in her mind.

‘It turns out that he’s here for business, she mused.

After a brief pause, Genevieve inquired, “Is it better to use foreign medical equipment? Have there been successful cases?” Louis’ eyes darkened. He lowered his head and chuckled lightly. “Do you care so much about the Hoffman family?” Genevieve was dumbfounded before she said openly, “Grandma Margaret has always been good to me. Of course, | care about her.” Louis sighed as he gazed through the window at the old lady lying in the ward. “Yeah, she’s nice to everyone.” Before Genevieve could understand what he meant, Louis continued, “Foreign equipment imposes great stress on organs, which adults are able to withstand. However, there are risks for children and elderlies.” Genevieve lowered her eyes and pursed her lips with disappointment.

Margaret was really old, and the Hoffman family wouldn't take any risks unless they had 100 percent confidence in the treatment’s effectiveness.

Louis paused for a few seconds, looked at Genevieve, then said, “It's getting late. | have to go. Gen, do you want to leave with me?” Genevieve nodded. She hadn't planned to stay long.

Louis and Genevieve got on the elevator. Security was extremely strict on this floor, and only a few people were allowed to go up.

Chapter 79 But on the lower floors, there was a gradual increase in the number of people.

Unbeknownst to them as to who had pressed the elevator button on a lower floor, the exclusive lift unexpectedly stopped on the third floor.

As the doors slid open, they were greeted by the sight of an adorable boy standing there.

The boy’s eyes were bright, and he looked less than three years old. He was dressed in a branded jeans jumpsuit, walking into the elevator with a smile on his face.

Genevieve froze, looked around, and saw no one behind the boy.

“Kid, who are you?” she asked.

The boy looked up happily at Louis with a big smile, then opened his arms and asked for a hug.

Louis was stunned for a moment. He couldn't bear to put on a cold face, so he flashed a gentle smile and reached out to pick the boy up.

“He’s probably run out. Shall we send him to the nurses station downstairs?” Louis proposed.

Genevieve nodded. Her heart melted as she looked at the boy’s soft smile.

She couldn't help but pinch the boy's little cheek. Then, she looked at Louis. “Louis, you two look a little alike, | think.” The little boy smiled and waved at her, expressing his affection.

Genevieve did not notice the subtle stiffening of Louis’ face.

But soon, Genevieve sensed something was amiss with the child.

“Don’t you... know how to speak, little boy?” she asked tentatively.

Genevieve noticed that no matter how the boy opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound, not even the slightest noise.

This is not normal,” she mused.

Louis’ eyes darkened, and he hugged the child tighter, his expression stiff.

“Seems likely. Maybe he’s here to see a doctor?” he guessed.

Genevieve slapped her head and thought, ‘Indeed! A child who can’t talk must have cto the hospital for treatment.” She looked at the child with ssympathy in her gaze and squeezed his soft, chubby hand. “You're going to be fine, kid,” she assured him with a smile.

The boy grinned and grabbed one of her fingers, his eyes beaming.

3/5 Chapter To “What a little angel Genevieve couldn’t help exclaiming. If Jeffrey got married and had childrent earlier, wouldn't | have becan aunt by now?’ she thought.

Agleam flashed in Louis’ eyes when he saw that Genevieve didn’t mind that the child was mute.

“Do you like children?” he asked.

Genevieve suddenly remembered the little life she had lost, and her smile faltered.

Then, she smiled as if nothing had happened.

“Yes. Who wouldn't like such a lovely sweetheart?” she said.

Louis’ eyes softened.

Soon, the elevator arrived on the designated floor.

All the emotions on Louis’ face subsided in an instant.

As soon as they approached the nurses station, they saw a familiar woman standing there, anxiously pointing at the nurse and scolding. “The child got lost here. Why can’t | cto you? Go and find him for me! My son is the heir of Hoffman Group. It something happens to him, you won't be able to afford the consequences!” Rosalie stood there and shouted hysterically, looking very anxious.

The housekeeper and bodyguard beside her also looked flustered.

The housekeeper was nervous as she held Samson’s hand.

Samson was also less than three years old. His status suddenly descended from the much- anticipated heir of Hoffman family to a child who was not related to the family by blood. The revelation made him unfavored by both the Hotlinan family and Rosalie.

The clothes he was wearing were worn and didn’t fit him well. His little face had lost the brilliance that used to adorn it. He even dared not look up at Rosalie and leaned against the housekeeper to hide.

Rosalie slapped the housekeeper in the face and berated. “It’s all your fault for not keeping an eye on Malcolm. | told you to leave this impostor alone. He can go wherever he likes. How dare you put my son down to find him? | don’t think you want this job anymore. Fine, I'll grant you your wish. Pack up and get lost!” Not only did she hit the housekeeper, but she also pushed Samson, who was hiding behind the housekeeper, away.

Samson's eyes immediately flooded with tears. He wanted to cry but dared not. It was a pitiful sight. to behold.

“We found Malcolm!” someone announced.