Chapter 228
Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 228
With a resounding âbang,â the door opened. Genevieve entered and stood there, indifferent and relaxed. Her lips slightly curled with a hint of icy disdain.
The two socialites standing behind Lauraine paled in fright, taking a step back.
They glanced at Genevieve, then at Lauraine,
Lauraine caught sight of Genevieve through the mirror, and she was stunned before regaining composure.
Perhaps she thought this was the Hoffman familyâs territory, and Genevieve wouldnât dare do anything to her.
One of the socialites close to Lauraine stepped forward. âWhat do you want to do? This is a public place. We can call for help with a shout.â
The other chimed in, âExactly, Genevieve, donât think too highly of yourself. Your perfect persona online is just a facade. We donât believe it. If youâre truly innocent, these rumors wouldnât exist. If they do, donât be afraid of people talking.â
Genevieve chuckled lightly in response.
She stepped forward, her features striking and her aura chilly and commanding.
Gazing at the two individuals before her, she addressed the one behind, âYou canât conceal the fact that you slept with seven young men in one night and underwent an abortion. Those seven young men will soon expose your scandal of exploiting your powerâ¦â
âYouâre talking nonsenseâ¦â The person Genevieve addressed was flustered and exasperated. âYouâre falsely
accusing me!â
Genevieve quirked her lips with a hint of disdain. âIf you were truly innocent, these rumors wouldnât exist. If they
do, donât be surprised if people talk about it.â
She echoed back the same words her accuser had used against her.
The socialite looked at her in shock, mouth agape in disbelief.
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Before they could react, Genevieveâs expression turned cold. âIf you donât want my words to become reality,
leave now.â
Teasing them didnât mean she held them in any regard.
The two socialites exchanged glances and realized they were at a disadvantage. Continuing would only result in further humiliation.
Hence, they scurried out, one after the other,
Lauraine watched the two fleeing figures and gritted her teeth as she glared at Genevieve. âFeeling guilty? Iâve already apologized. Whether you accept it is your problem. Youâre not dead. Donât act like a creditor. The Hoffman family can afford any amount of money.â
Genevieve raised an eyebrow and said coldly, âLauraine, youâre the first person Iâve seen who can commit wrongdoings and still act righteous. I regret ever being so blind as to donate bone marrow to trash like you.â
âItâs clear you were the one crying and begging to marry Tony. Donât act all righteous!â Before Lauraine could finish her sentence, Genevieve grabbed her hair and forcefully pushed her against the wall.
Lauraineâs eyes widened in pain. She had just recovered, and her physical strength was no match for that of an
ordinary person.
She felt like her scalp was being torn off.
Genevieveâs indifferent gaze remained steady, her aura commanding respect.
She casually turned on the tap, and the water flowed loudly into the classicalâstyle metal sink.
It was elegant, restrained, and luxurious.
Genevieve approached her and slapped her in the face.
Lauraine cried out in pain and covered her face. âYouâre insane! Helpâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Genevieve grabbed her hair again and forcefully submerged her head into
the sink.
The water gushed out instantly, overflowing onto the floor.
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Lauraine struggled violently, her exquisite hair now a disheveled mess.
Submerged in water, she couldnât even make a sound..
Her face contorted in agony, transitioning from pale to purple until she was nearly breathless. Only then did Genevieve pull her head out of the sink.
Lauraine gasped for air, her body trembling involuntarily with fear creeping through her limbs.
Her makeup was all smudged, tears and water washed over her face, and her scalp
was throbbing.
Genevieveâs voice came from behind her. âNow, can you speak nicely?â
Lauraineâs fingers clutched the crystal countertop tightly, staring at her blurry reflection and Genevieveâs refined figure in the mirror, Overwhelmed by fear, she trembled. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out, âYes, yes, Iâm sorry, Genevieve. Please spare me!â
She hadnât died, and neither had Louis.
The guilt in her heart dissipated.
Before, Genevieveâs threats meant nothing to her. She couldnât be compared to Andrea.
But now she suddenly felt that Genevieve was not as easy to deal with as she had imagined.
Lauraine, who had been pampered since childhood, had never experienced someone laying a hand on her
before.
Her knees weakened, and she slid to the ground, the water from her hair soaking her clothes.
Genevieve disdainfully released her grip, her voice cold and detached. âIf I hear any more baseless rumors from you, I wonât be so lenient next time. Do you understand what to say when you leave?â
Lauraine shivered uncontrollably, her face completely drained of color. She nodded incessantly, âYes accidentally got wet.â
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Genevieve knew Lauraine was insincere, but she didnât press further, as the latter falling ill here would only
cause trouble.
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She casually washed her hands, not sparing a glance at Lauraine on the ground, then turned and left after opening the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Anthony and Louis standing outside, accompanied by the two socialites who had left earlier.
It was clear the socialites called them over.
Anthony stood there with a dark expression and didnât move. His silhouette shrouded in shadows, his eyes intense and inscrutable.
His presence exuded a restrained chill.
On the other hand, Louis wore a gentle smile, his relaxed demeanor contrasting sharply with the others.
One of the socialites rushed in eagerly, dragging the drenched and bedraggled Lauraine out. âMr. Hoffman, look, Genevieve dared to bully Ms. Hoffman here. We werenât lying!â
Lauraineâs face was ashen as she trembled all over.
At the sight of Anthony, her eyes immediately reddened with tears, and at the sight of Louis, a glimmer of hope appeared on her face.
Genevieve chuckled lightly from the side and was unperturbed. âBully her? Did any of you witness it? Ms. Hoffman, did I bully you?â
As she spoke, she shrugged and tears streamed down her face. âTony, Genevieve bullied me. She hates me and
threatened meâ¦â
Lauraine wouldnât swallow her pride.
She occasionally glanced at Louis, but he remained indifferent, standing by as if watching a joke, showing her no
sympathy.
Anthony took off his coat and threw it onto Lauraineâs wet body, blocking her soaked clothes. His voice was cold and faintly chilling. âNo one saw what happened. Lauraine, stop making a scene. Since your clothes are soaked, just go straight home.â
His voice was low yet heavy, and his gaze pierced with coldness.
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