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

Chapter 61

The corners of Genevieve’s mouth twitched briefly as she walked over. In Anthony’s hand, there was a document. He handed it over and said, “This is Clusia Entertainment’s contract. You’ve always wanted it, right? Get in the car

He came prepared.

Genevieve stood by the car door, motionless, a hint of a smile playing at the edge of her lips.

Anthony was about to exit the car to open the door for her when Genevieve deftly pushed the partially ajar car door closed

again.

Everything happened in less than three seconds. Then, Anthony, with his green eyes, stared at her.

Genevieve placed one hand on the car window and leaned slightly forward. Her exquisite features instantly closed in on him. He even caught a whiff of her perfume.

The closeness between them held an air of intimacy and ambiguity.

Her posture seemed like she was leaning in to kiss him.

Anthony tensed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

At that moment, he could feel the intense pounding of his heartbeat.

However, the next second, Genevieve’s cold voice reached his ears. “I sabotaged your partnership and have no interest in the contract. You’ve got some nerve thinking you can bring a worthless

contract to the table and negotiate terms with me, acting all high and mighty. Anthony, do you think everyone else is a fool?”

If it were not for Michael’s lover producing crucial evidence, leading to hitches in the project, Anthony would never have willingly given up on a partnership he had already secured.

How clever of Anthony to let her take over an abandoned project with gratitude.

Unfortunately, she saw through his intention.

Anthony silently stared at her for a few seconds. His lips were pressed together while his chest was heaving up and down. It was as if he was suppressing his emotions. It even seemed like he was on the verge of grinding his teeth to pieces.

“Take a look at the contract. I’ve already made changes to the contents!” Anthony said.

His eyes seemed to glint with a trace of moisture.

Genevieve thought he was crying because he felt aggrieved.

However, he was probably infuriated.

Nevertheless, Genevieve did not bother reaching for the contract. She merely glanced at Anthony nonchalantly, then turned away. “Hurry up and leave! Don’t make a scene here,” she snapped, her tone laced with impatience.

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After saying that, she nonchalantly flicked her hair and left elegantly

Seated in the car, Anthony did not even have a chance to step out. He clutched the contract tightly, his entire body tense.

Since the beginning. Anthony had known that it was Genevieve who had screwed up the partnership. Yet, he had cooperated and even revised the contract, offering the collaboration on a silver platter. Yet, she just could not be bothered.

Anthony was mad. After their divorce, Genevieve could easily affect his emotions.

However, he found himself defenseless against it.

Anthony was so angry that he didn’t say a word.

The atmosphere in the car was highly tense..

The driver, Calvin, sitting in front, glanced at his phone several times. Then, he could not help but say, “Mr. Hoffman, Ms. Stewart called several times; she was looking for you. Shall we go to the hospital?”

Anthony looked up, his gaze cold and piercing.

Calvin immediately fell silent after seeing that.

Finally, the car departed, heading toward Hoffman Group.

Aiden waited in the office, seemingly expecting Anthony to return without success.

“Tony, that woman just doesn’t know what’s good for her! Right now, she’s manipulating you. Even though she screwed up your partnership, why do you insist on approaching her so eagerly?” asked Aiden.

Anthony cast a cold glance at the talkative Aiden and did not respond to the latter’s

question.

Aiden paused, rubbed his nose, and added, “Well, I’m meddling in other people’s affairs again. I’ve done everything you asked. I’ll take my leave now.”

After that, Anthony took out a contract from the drawer and threw it on the table. “The Campbell family always wanted the piece of land up north, right?”

He was not one

He was not one to owe favors to others.

Aiden’s eyes lit up instantly. Matthias‘ scandal had dealt a blow to the Campbell family.

In addition, with Anthony’s recent indifferent attitude toward the Campbell family, many believed they were losing their prominence. Some opportunistic individuals took advantage of the situation to rub salt into their wounds.

With that, the Campbell family began to face various crises.

Fortunately, Anthony suddenly asked someone to contact Aiden a few days ago. Using the latter.

name, they acquired the

Clusia Entertainment’s project from Michael at a low price, commencing a thorough restructuring.

So, Aiden re–established a connection with Anthony. It was a rare opportunity.

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Thus, when he saw the “reward” Anthony presented, Alden could not help but feel emotional.

The feeling of being marginalized in this circle was genuinely uncomfortable.

“Thanks.” Aiden did not bother with formalities. He had long forgotten about Genevieve and then left with the contract.

Genevieve had given up on the Clusia Entertainment’s project but unexpectedly secured another project through Louis.

Before the project signing cocktail party, Genevieve went on a rare shopping spree with Selene.

They bought so many things that the bodyguards could no longer carry more bags. After loading their purchases into the car, they went to a brand design center.

The designer recognized Genevieve and immediately approached her. “Ms. Lawrence, your custom–made gown has been air–shipped from Friyx. Would you like to try it on?”

Genevieve raised her brows and nodded in response. “Sure.”

While waiting for Genevieve to come out, Selene eagerly picked out clothes, too.

The sizing was exceptionally well–suited since it was a custom–made piece by foreign artisans.

Genevieve emerged in a long gown. The shifting hues of purple delicately reached above her ankles. The beaded hem shimmered with each step, resembling glistening dewdrops and highlighting her toned waist. She was truly breathtaking.

As soon as Genevieve came out, everyone’s eyes were on her.

One had to admit that her proportions were perfect. Moreover, her features were exquisite and charming, exuding grace.

Selene stroked her chin in admiration as she nodded repeatedly. “You’re gorgeous, Gen. If you wear this to the banquet, I’m sure you’ll stun every man there!”

Upon hearing those words, Genevieve could not help but glare at her.

Before Selene could respond, a cold laugh came from behind her.

Right then, Quincey approached and commented mockingly. “Sure enough, some people wear certain clothes just to seduce men. I really don’t know how they can be so confident!”

With her arm linked through Quincey’s, Rosalie looked at Genevieve with a hint of mockery. She attempted to sow discord by chiming in, “Mrs. Hoffman, I think the gown she’s wearing would suit you better. Why not take this piece?”

Quincey smirked, sitting there in a high and mighty manner. Then, she pointed at the designer, demanding. “Make her take it off. I want this gown.”

The designer was momentarily stunned. After that, she awkwardly spoke up. “This is a personalized, custom–made piece. It’s specifically designed for Ms. Lawrence. Ma’am, why don’t you have a look at other styles? There are many more suitable for you…”

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Beside her, Rosalie could not help saying, “Do you think we can’t afford it? The esteemed lady of Hoffman Group con certainly afford a gown! She’s the one putting on an act. She’s got an empty purse, yet she’s here embarrassing herself.”

Selene, at the end of her tether, cast a disdainful glance and sneered, “I was wondering who’s talking so much trash. It turns out it’s the professional homewrecker who lacks moral integrity. What’s this? Is it because snatching someone’s nan doesn’t satisfy you anymore? That’s why you’re here to take away people’s clothes.”

Upon hearing Selene’s words, Rosalie’s face turned ashen. She gritted her teeth in anger and aggrievedly clung to Quincey’s arm. “Did I say something wrong, Mrs. Hoffman? That gown clearly suits you better. I just thought Ms. Lawrence shouldn’t argue with her elders over a dress.”