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

Chapter 67

The studio was full of flammable materials, and the flames instantly swept through the discarded clutter and cardboard boxes. The flame swept through the space as if the whole place was coated with oil.

Rosalie screamed in terror before coughing so hard that she couldn’t even finish her sentence.

She now realized who it was and slapped the door frantically. As if she could see the woman outside, Rosalie fiercely shouted, “Genevieve, I know it’s you. Since you can’t die yourself, you come to me to torment me, huh? You took away my man and stole my happiness. What right do you have to blame me?”

After a slight pause, Rosalie added, “You both are divorced, yet you’re still pestering him. Why are you so shameless? He and I truly love each other. Why can’t you just let us be happy?”

Towards the end of her statement, Rosalie went as far as shedding tears to emphasize her sadness.

Standing not far away, Genevieve watched as smoke came out of the vent pipe. She could imagine the scorching heat. inside and concluded that it would not be worse than the fire she had experienced a few days ago.

People should return favors. Genevieve was just giving Rosalie a taste of her own medicine.

Genevieve listened as Rosalie insulted her, and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice before crying weakly.

The thrill of revenge that surged in her mind seemed to have made Genevieve forget the pain and distress she had experienced.

Genevieve realized now that she only needed to be decisive so that she could completely get rid of the unwillingness and

discomfort in her heart.

Everything between them would eventually be freed from the fire.

However, her child would never come back.

Genevieve stared blankly at the burning studio and listened to the distant sound of a siren before turning away in the other

direction.

Her firm back looked a little bleak, but she did not regret it. Rosalie was reaping what she had sown, and she deserved it.

Genevieve returned to the hospital and changed to the clothes she originally wore.

Selene touched Genevieve’s pale face and smiled. Without asking her about the result of her deeds, Selene changed the

topic.

“I played two games for you and spent 20,000 dollars,” Selene said.

Smilling brightly, Genevieve took her phone as if nothing happened.

“You are such a jerk, Nelly!” Genevieve exclaimed playfully.

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After Selene left, Genevieve lay in bed. She suddenly felt tired and worn out. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

After a while, Genevieve was woken up from her nap.

Jeffrey was having a quiet argument with someone outside the ward.

She got up

and walked out to open the door. She then saw Anthony, who had a complicated expression on his face, and Jeffrey, who was looking cold and stern.

“Get lost! I have nothing to say to you!” Jeffrey said.

Anthony glanced at Genevieve with a deep look in his eyes.

“Yesterday afternoon, Rosalie was tricked into a locked warehouse which was then set on fire. She suspected that it was you…” Anthony said.

Jeffrey’s eyes were sharp with anger, and his voice was cold and sarcastic as he said, “Why, is what that woman said the truth? Genevieve is still hospitalized. She didn’t even go out yesterday.

Why is that woman falsely accusing her?”

After a slight pause, Jeffrey added, “If you ask me, I’d say you’ve been enchanted by that woman and have completely lost your mind!”

Anthony kept staring at Genevieve’s face as if trying to see something on it.

Genevieve lifted her eyes slightly, face pale and looking fragile. She hadn’t fully recovered from inhaling carbon monoxide in the fire.

“Is she dead?” asked Genevieve. Her voice was indifferent when she asked the question.

Anthony’s thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes darkened.

“No, she just fainted, Anthony answered.

Genevieve chuckled lightly and said, “It’s a pity she didn’t die.”

She knew that those highly flammable materials were piled up in the corner of the wall. Those things would not explode nor could they burn someone to death in a short time.

She also knew that Anthony would not be slow.

Genevieve was not going to risk her life. She just wanted Rosalie to have a taste of her own medicine.

Genevieve smiled and looked up at Anthony with a fragile expression, but the look in her eyes was particularly tough.

“Mr. Hoffman, if you suspect me, then call the police,” Genevieve suggested.

Anthony’s eyes darkened and it was unknown what he was thinking as he said, “No.”

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and with pursed lips, said, “I don’t doubt you. Have a good rest.”

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As he said that, he gave Jeffrey a cold look with his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

“She’s going to rest, so why don’t you leave?” Anthony said.

Jeffrey sneered and replied, “It’s you who should leave.”

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Anthony’s expression immediately turned cold. He glanced at Jeffrey gloomily before turning to Genevieve. In a deep voice, he said, “Tell him to go.”

Genevieve just stood there languidly with a cold look in her eyes.

“Anthony, it’s you who should go.” Genevieve said.

Anthony’s jaw tightened in an instant, and his chest heaved up and down as he worked to hold back his emotions.

He took a deep look at Genevieve and turned to leave. His footsteps seemed to be filled with anger.

Genevieve frowned slightly. Anthony clearly doubted her, so it was weird that he would leave just like that.

Jeffrey took her back into the ward and gave her a stern look.

“Did you do it yesterday afternoon?” Anthony asked.

The corners of Genevieve’s lips twitched and she answered, “Yeah.”

Jeffrey was silent for a moment before he spoke again. His voice was deepened this time around.

“Was it Rosalie who set the fire in the private room?” Anthony asked.

He quickly realized that Genevieve would not have been so impulsive that she would have wronged innocent people if she hadn’t already gotten concrete evidence.

He had just discovered the relationship between the server and Regina, and Genevieve had already taken action. It could only be surmised that Genevieve knew who was behind it.

Genevieve did not deny it.

Jeffrey’s expression instantly darkened, and his attitude became cold and fierce.

“You should have told me that. I would’ve dealt with her myself. There’s no need to dirty your hands,” Jeffrey said.

The corners of Genevieve’s lips tugged as she smiled faintly before tilting her head to look up at Jeffrey. In a calm tone, she said, “Jeffrey, it’s only natural for me to take revenge myself. Besides, I have no intention of dirtying my hands. Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”

“Gen…” Jeffrey said in reply.

Jeffrey cares about his younger sister, and even more so for her tenacity.

“Well, I have an alibi yesterday. Even if she really suspects me, there will be no evidence,” Genevieve stated.

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Genevieve walked over and shook Jeffrey’s arm in a spoiled manner. “I want to eat lobster. Go and make me some!”

Jeffrey looked at her helplessly, reached out, and patted her head. He then asked someone to prepare the ingredients.

He called one of his subordinates and told them to clean up any other things that could be used as a clue that Gertevieve might have overlooked.

He could not put Genevieve at risk.

After the lobster was ready, Jeffrey asked the private chef to deliver a few more dishes. Both Darrell and Samantha also. arrived after that.

Genevieve was naturally happy to see her parents, and she even took a few extra bites of food.

Both Genevieve and Jeffrey didn’t tell them about Rosalie.

However, Darrell kept telling Genevieve to go home to recuperate and that he would take care of her, saying that it would not be comfortable living in the hospital.

Samantha, on the other hand, smiled and glared at Darrell when she heard that.

“It will be inconvenient for Louis to visit her if she went home with us!” Samantha said.

Genevieve and Jeffrey exchanged a glance with each other not knowing what to say.

They could only thank Louis inwardly.

It was after their meal.

Jeffrey sent Darrell and Samantha back home.

Meanwhile, Genevieve went upstairs for a walk with the nurse.

The top floor of the hospital was a private garden with a quiet and elegant environment. Several lounge chairs were placed under big outdoor umbrellas for people to rest, and ordinary people could not enter the top floor.

The weather was fine, and Genevieve told the nurse that she would sit down for a while, so the nurse went downstairs.

She had not been sitting there long when something happened.

Hearing footsteps behind her, Genevieve thought it was the nurse, so she didn’t turn around.

However, after a few seconds, she did not hear the nurse’s voice.

A shiver suddenly ran down her spine, and Genevieve sprang to her feet and turned around to take a look.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of her before that figure was pushed down by another silhouette.

Genevieve looked at the two people who appeared in front of her in shock.