Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild ( Genevieve) novel Chapter 164

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‘How could Anthony’s ex–wife become the daughter of Mr. Lawrence, boss of Lawrence Group?” Everyone looked at that scene in surprise. 

Darrell proceeded to reveal Genevieve’s identity. “Genevieve is an independent individual. She prefers not to rely on her family, so we respect her choice. However, I’ve been planning a trip with my wife recently, so after many persuasions, she agreed to return to the company. I have full confidence that my daughter will not disappoint me.” 

He looked at Genevieve gently, his eyes full of trust and pride. 

Genevieve smiled and raised her eyebrows. 

Samantha also went up gently and said a few words to ask everyone to take care of her. 

Her words were filled with nothing but love and concern for her daughter. 

But when she and Genevieve stood together, it suddenly struck everyone just how much they resembled each other. 

But Samantha had aged so well that no one had ever suspected that she was actually Genevieve’s mother. 

Despite the shock, everyone quickly accepted the fact. 

It was a tale of how the daughter of the Lawrence family ventured out to work incognito and ultimately inherited her family business. 

-Alongside the exclamations, there was a hint of envy in the air. 

After all, Genevieve’s most well–known identity was once Anthony’s ex–wife. 

But right then, the identity seemed more like a blemish on her reputation. 

The title of the Lawrence Group’s daughter could overshadow all the glooms of the past. 

After the Lawrence family had finished their speeches, the crowd burst into warm applause. 

Jeffrey went up the stage to take a group photo, but instead of being the focal point of the spotlight as usual, he simply stood by Samantha’s side. 

Meanwhile, Samantha and Darrell flanked Genevieve in the center. Jeffrey’s face beamed with smiles, showing 

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no hint of envy, Genevieve’s status within the family was clear at a glance. 

The scene caught the attention of some observers, hitting them like a bolt from the blue. 

Quincey stood there with a pale face, staring at those on the stage. 

Even her breath became quicker. 

‘Genevieve is Samantha’s daughter?‘ She was taken aback by the revelation. 

She couldn’t believe that Genevieve, who had once been meek and compliant, willing to endure all manner of insults to marry Anthony, was actually from the prestigious Lawrence family. They had assumed that she had swallowed every insult due to her ordinary background. 

As a result, the Hoffman family didn’t even bother to ask about Genevieve’s family. 

After all, someone who was eager to ingratiate themselves was considered worthless. 

And at present, it was revealed that she was the daughter of the Lawrence family who concealed her identity. 

Quincey’s heart almost leaped out of her throat. 

She was thunderstruck. 

‘Samantha must have secretly ridiculed me for such thoughts when I contemplated proposing to her to unite our families through marriage. 

‘No wonder Samantha reacted so strongly when the news came that Genevieve had fallen into the seal 

‘She even slapped me. 

‘At that time, we never imagined she had such a connection to Genevieve,’ Quincey thought. 

Various gazes fell upon her, some dripping with sarcasm, while others gleamed. 

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Quincey had driven Genevieve away and chosen Andrea, who came from an ordinary background. Everyone found her decision laughable. 

Quincey tensed and gritted her teeth, trembling with anger. 

Lauraine’s face was even gloomier. 

Upon seeing Genevieve, her face betrayed not a hint of joy. Instead, it was filled with fear. 

After all, she had loosened the rope at that time. 

Lauraine trembled all over and quietly left the banquet hall when everyone was not paying attention. 

But before she could walk out, she bumped into a man. 

Her pale face made people suspicious. 

“Why are you running?” The man’s voice was hoarse, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. 

It was Anthony, who flew back from Atharia. 

If he didn’t attend Lawrence Group’s banquet, rumors would have spread about him having disagreements with the company. 

Despite their rivalry in the business world, they still had to uphold a friendly facade publicly. 

Even when Lauraine saw Anthony, her fright didn’t lessen a bit. 

She made up a reason casually. “I’m not feeling well. I have to go back first.” 

Anthony frowned and said, “Ask the driver to drive you home.” 

Then, he went to the banquet hall. 

It was very lively inside. 

*But when he showed up, the voices in the hall seemed to gradually quiet down. 

Anthony looked at Genevieve, who was surrounded by people greeting them and accompanied by Darrell and Samantha. 

He pressed his lips thin. He stood there unmoving, his green eyes piercing like knife. No emotions could be discerned from his face. 

From the moment he saw Genevieve in Atharia, he sensed that there must have been a connection between. them in the past. 

But he had no memories or clues. 

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Afterward, he could only extract one message from Quincey’s fragmented words. “Genevieve is his ex–wife who coerced him into marriage by donating bone marrow.” 

‘My ex–wife… Anthony mused. That revelation surprised him for a moment, yet he couldn’t overlook the heaviness in his heart. 

‘No wonder Genevieve was not at all friendly to me when we met, he thought. 

Meanwhile, amidst the lavish and grandiose event, he appeared to be the center of attention. 

Anthony felt unhappy for a moment. 

His eyes were clear and sharp. 

He wondered why his ex–wife was so close to the Lawrence family. 

But his good manners stopped him from losing his temper, 

Quincey was alone in the banquet hall. 

Even when no one came to mock and tease her, she couldn’t help but wonder how the others would ridicule her behind her back. 

Upon seeing Anthony approach, she didn’t want to linger any longer. She swiftly turned around and dragged him along. “Anthony, let’s leave now!” 

She didn’t want Anthony to know about his past with Genevieve.