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

Chapter 105



Chapter 105

Brendan smiled and waved. “Well, I have to go somewhere near your place. Do you want to get in the car?”

Without hesitation, Anthony opened the door and got into the car.

Brendan was surprised for a second.

Anthony didn’t like the Maserati which he drove the most. In the past, Anthony would never get into his car.

Tony, are you okay? Why are you taking a walk here?” Brendan asked.

Anthony’s eyes darkened slightly.

After a few seconds of silence, he briefly recounted what had happened that day.

Brendan was so shocked that he couldn’t even close his mouth.

He widened his eyes and couldn’t help but look back at Anthony’s cold face. “Does that mean Genevieve left you here?”

After a few seconds of silence, Anthony responded with a conflicted look in his eyes, “Maybe she wanted to come back to find me and got lost?” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Brendan was rendered speechless.

He smiled dryly and didn’t know what to say.

He thought, Would Genevieve get lost? When she worked as an assistant at Hoffman Group, she took her clients all over the city. She’s more familiar with all the paths and alleys here than any of

us!‘

Brendan hesitated and said, “Tony, perhaps you’re overthinking?”

“What do you know? She is obsessed with me. I can’t let her down!” Anthony interrupted him coldly.

Brendan fell silent.

He figured shutting up was the best thing for him to do.

Soon, they arrived at Hoffman Group.

As soon as Anthony entered his office, he saw the phone he had left in Genevieve was placed on his desk.

He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, “Who sent the phone here?”

Daniel immediately said, “It’s Ms. Lawrence. She said she happened to pass by here, so she brought the phone here. Mr. Hoffman, what took you so long to return to the office?”

Anthony felt a stuffy sensation in his chest.

He

gave the chair beside him a hard kick, producing a grating sound.

He thought, ‘She actually sent my phone back to the office and didn’t even bother to go back to look for me. This is so infuriating!”

Anthony suddenly wondered if he had been indulging her too much that she even dared to disregard him in that manner.

Daniel took in the changes in his facial expression and asked tentatively, “Mr. Hoffman, Mr. Presley Hoffman called and asked you to go over for dinner.”

Anthony glanced at him sharply. “What’s the matter?”

“He seems to have heard that you were injured, Daniel replied.

At the Hoffman residence, right after Anthony got out of the car, he was greeted by the butler.

The butler said, “Welcome home, Mr. Hoffman.”

Anthony asked, “Are there guests at home?”

He saw a strange vehicle leaving the house, so he asked casually.

The butler nodded and said, “Mrs. Hoffman invited Ms. Thomson to our house.”

Anthony frowned slightly and couldn’t remember who’s Ms. Thomson.

While at work, he had the doctor redo his bandages.

Giving off a cold aura, he entered and heard Quincey and Andrea’s lau, hter. Lauraine’s voice wast

also in the mix.

As soon as he stepped through the door. Quincey saw his injured right hand and frowned. “You’re really injured? Is it serious?”

Lauraine ran over and carefully held his arm. “Tony, how did you get hurt?”

Andrea walked over with concern. “Mr. Hoffman, are you okay?”

Anthony frowned and felt annoyed. He glanced at Quincey and said, “I’m going upstairs.”

Quincey stood up

and said, “Wait a minute. You haven’t greeted the guest yet. This is Ms. Andres Thomson. I wanted to introduce her to you before. She was beaten by Rosalie, and it was you sent her to the hospital!”

who

Anthony frowned and thought for a while before he remembered that there was such a person at the banquet previously.

Andrea lowered her head shyly. “Mr. Hoffman, I came to thank you specially

Anthony looked indifferent and said casually, “No need. Ms. Thomson. I’ll be glad if you don’t think less of the Hoffman family because of what happened.”

When Andrea wanted to say something more, Anthony had already turned around and went upstairs.

She looked at his retreating figure from behind in slight disappointment and bit her lower lip.

A gleam flashed across Quincey’s eyes as a shrewd smile spread across her face.

Anthony went to the study where Presley worked.

Presley’s expression remained unchanged when Anthony came in. “I heard from your mother that you were injured?”

“It’s just a minor injury.” Anthony said indifferently.

Presley nodded. A pensive look spread across his face. “Was it Genevieve?”

His informants weren’t restricted to only the people in the company. He knew what had happened on the golf course even if Quincey didn’t tell him about it.

However, he was also well aware of his son’s temperament.

Since Anthony didn’t want to talk about it, he wouldn’t probe further.

However, the scandal from a while back caused Presley to feel guilty toward Quincey, so he tolerated her on certain less significant matters.

Anthony frowned. Before he could say anything, Presley said indifferently, “Since you’re divorced, it’s better to keep your distance. Even if you don’t need the convenience of marriage, you’d better find a woman who’s well–matched in status with you to elevate your reputation. Others will regard. you as a laughingstock if you continue to dwell in the past. Andrea, the woman your mom has her eyes on is not bad. She’s docile and honest. There’s nothing to criticize about her. If you think it’s good, just try getting along with her!”

The look in Presley’s eyes was so gloomy that one could tell he was scheming at one glance.

Anthony was silent, and dead silence filled the air in the study.

A few seconds later, Anthony raised his head, revealing his chiseled jawline. He answered leisurely, “I want to remarry Genevieve. The Hoffman family wronged her. She didn’t do anything wrong.”

Frowning in disapproval, Presley interrupted him, “Anthony…”

Wearing a poker face, Anthony said indifferently. “If you needed to elevate your reputation, why did you divorce your ex–wife, who was your childhood sweetheart and was well–matched in status with you?”

Presley’s face turned pale at once, and his eyelashes trembled fiercely as if an embarrassing incident from his past had been exposed.

Presley said, “You!”

Anthony said indifferently, “Who I marry is my own business. I don’t need my family members to worry about it. If there is nothing else, I’ll go back to the company first, Dad.”

An utterly pensive look filled his gaze, making it impossible for others to figure out what he was thinking.

Then, he nodded faintly and turned around to go out..

He looked polite and thoughtful, but in fact, he had no patience or warmth for his family.

He was raised harshly. Presley was strict with him, and Quincey was even harsher toward him. because he was an important part of ensuring she could continue to live a wealthy and glorious life.

Both of them were very selfish and didn’t care much about Anthony.

He was just a tool for them to get what they wanted.

When Anthony finally became capable and successful, such feelings became insignificant. Therefore, he couldn’t care less about Presley and Quincey.

He didn’t even learn how to treat Genevieve with care and thoughtfulness.

Presley didn’t calm down for a long time.

No one in the Hoffman family dared to mention Linda’s name except nthony.

The more capable Anthony became, the more rebellious he turned.

Presley knew he was losing control of Anthony.

Presley clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his arms bulged.

After that, Anthony went downstairs. His aura was cold and indifferent, which made people feel the pressure when he didn’t speak.

However, he presented an aloof demeanor and gave off a faint fragrance. He was so indifferent that people misunderstood it as a display of sadness, making others couldn’t help but want to approach

him.

Andrea helped the housekeepers serve dishes in the kitchen. Seeing him coming down, she couldn’t help but take the initiative and say, “Mr. Hoffman, dinner

09:34 Fr, 19 Apr GM

Without sparing her a glance, Anthony walked toward the door and said, “I have something else to

1. do. I’m not having my meal.”

Colors drained from Andrea’s face at once.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.