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

Chapter 32

Anthony offered to send her away again.

Rosalie froze slightly. Although she was extremely reluctant, she could only agree for the time being.

Eyes reddened, she sobbed weakly, “Anthony, I’ve caused you a lot of trouble, and I feel bad. If you want me to leave, I will.”

Anthony didn’t say anything else and took out his phone to call the media platforms.

Anthony had offered to pay money, not to mention doing it in person. Naturally, the media was wary of his influence and wouldn’t refuse him the favor.

Soon, the online sensation was forcibly brought to a halt.

Although the netizens mocked Rosalie for having powerful support, even those comments soon disappeared.

The infidelity affair of another celebrity in the circle was revealed, and everyone suddenly shifted their attention elsewhere.

Rosalie was in a great mood when she left Hoffman Group.

She took a selfie under the building of Hoffman Group and posted it on her Instagram, along with the caption: [I thank fate for our encounter!]

She put on a pretentious demeanor as if her life was utterly peaceful and serene.

Someone sent the photo to the chatting group consisting of scions, and Selene forwarded it directly to Genevieve.

Selene said, “As expected, Anthony, being rich and powerful, helped Rosalie clean up the mess. Why don’t they just announce their relationship in public?”

Genevieve saw the message without any fluctuations of emotion in her heart. She merely found it ridiculous.

She thought, ‘Isn’t this to be expected?”

Genevieve replied calmly, “The Hoffman family doesn’t approve of Rosalie. He won’t announce his marriage because he has to consider the stock price and market.”

Selene clicked her tongue and cursed, “So, that’s it? That’s the end to this matter related to Rosalie?”

Genevieve smiled and said, “It’s impossible for her to go to the TV station again. Besides, Jessica has attracted many fans

because of this!!

Selene chuckled. “Your wishes are so simple!”

Then, after Selene hung up, Genevieve smiled.

Genevieve thought, There’s no need to hurry. The interesting part has yet to unfold!”

Rosalie was overwhelmed by unexpected favors when she received Quincey’s call. It had always been the butler who contacted her.

Quincey behaved as prideful, haughty, and arrogant as usual. “Come and pick up Samson tonight.”

Before Rosalie could respond, she hung up.

It was simply because the scandal online had implicated Anthony, so Quincey vented her anger on Rosalie.

Rosalie smiled with triumph.

She thought, ‘Even someone like Genevieve could marry into the family. With Samson, wouldn’t I have a greater chance?”

She took a taxi directly to the Hoffman residence.

Several noblewomen were drinking coffee inside. Samson’s crying sound was mixed with their laughter, which caused the scene to sound very lively.

Rosalie entered with a courteous smile and walked up to Quincey obediently. Rosalie half knelt on the ground, poured coffee for them, and served the group humbly.

Everyone wore a half–smile and exchanged pleasantries, but no one really looked at Rosalie.

When everyone left, Samson was also taken up by the maid to play.

Rosalie knelt beside Quincey again and picked up a cup of coffee. “Mrs. Hoffman, you must be tired from taking care of Samson. I noticed he has gained a lot of weight every time I see him these days. You are truly capable!”

Hearing that, Quincey snorted coldly. She thought, ‘Of course I must put in the effort in taking care of my grandchild.

However, she was utterly dissatisfied whenever she recalled Rosalle was Samson’s biological mother. “Isn’t today’s scandal bad enough? If Samson grows up knowing that his real mother is someone like you, do you think others will still respect him? You staying here will only bring disgrace to Anthony and Samson. I think you’d better go abroad as soon as possible. I will give you a sum of money. Don’t come back in the future.”

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She put in more effort to force a smile and said hastily, “Mrs. Hoffman, what happened online today was deliberately caused by Genevieve to harm me. I just said a few professional comments, and she held grudges against me. Those

matters have long been over…”

When Quincey heard the name “Genevieve,” she was immediately reminded of being exposed by Genevieve in the restaurant. She flew into a rage, and her expression turned colder. “That’s enough. It’s settled. There won’t be a place for you in the Hoffman family even if you stay. Don’t you ever take a look at yourself in the mirror? Moreover, Anthony will be implicated by you!”

Colors drained from Rosalie’s face, and she almost couldn’t hold her coffee cup stably.

She was about to say something when the butler said, “Mr. Hoffman is back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Anthony came in and saw Rosalle kneeling there with coffee. He frowned slightly. “Why are you here?”

Rosalie lowered her head. A gleam flashed across her eyes as she made a decision inwardly.

She thought, ‘Since I can’t get my way with

I

Quincey, I can only try my luck with Anthony”

She turned around, sobbed pitifully, and reluctantly pouted as if trying to hold back her grievances. “… I’m here to pick up Samson.”

She handed the coffee forward and said gratifyingly, “Mrs. Hoffman, the coffee is getting cold. Would you like to try it?”

They were all women, so Quincey could see through Rosalie’s tricks at a glance.

Quincey couldn’t stand watching Rosalie’s pretentious demeanor, especially in front of Anthony.

Quincey thought, ‘In this aspect, Genevieve is much better than her!

She flew into a rage and waved away the coffee cup, splashing all the coffee on Rosalie.

Rosalie shrieked and stepped backward to dodge. Face pale with shock and tears welling up in her eyes, she gazed at Quincey. “Mrs. Hoffman, even if you don’t like me, please don’t be angry. You must be mindful of your health.”

Quincey narrowed her eyes and stood up with a more disdainful look on her face. “Your skills and patience in making coffee are inferior even to Genevieve’s, yet you have the audacity to ask me to take a sip?”

Anthony walked over with a stern expression and pulled Rosalie up from the ground. “Did Genevieve also make coffee like this before?”

He thought, ‘Did she also kneel on the ground and submissively allow those high and mighty noblewomen to criticize and

scorn her?

Anthony was aware of Quincey’s temperament and knew that Genevieve must’ve suffered when dealing with Quincey.

However, when he witnessed that scene in person, a sense of discomfort instantly surged within him.

The numbing and intense agony overwhelmed him, catching him off guard.

He realized over the past three years, he seemed to have neglected a lot of things.

Quincey snorted coldly and looked at Rosalie mockingly. “People with a lower status like her should do all these things.”

Anthony’s face darkened at once.

Rosalie held Anthony’s arm pitifully and quickly dissuaded him, “Anthony, don’t get angry because of me. This is my obligation, and I failed to do it well. I will work hard to learn.”

Anthony took a deep breath and suppressed his churning emotions. “You take Samson out of here.”

Rosalie paused. “I…”

Quincey said indifferently, “Samson can’t leave. My precious grandson got tired of playing and is still sleeping!”

Rosalie didn’t want to sever the ties between Samson and the Hoffman family at that time either, so she hurriedly said, “Anthony, forget it. I’ll pick him up later. A dinner banquet will be held here for his name to be registered in the family tree a few days later so Samson can take this opportunity to familiarize himself with the surroundings.”

Only when Samson’s name was written into the Hoffman family tree could Rosalie feel at ease.

Quincey saw through Rosalie’s thoughts and sneered with intense disdain. Quincey thought, ‘I must admit she’s quite

sensible.’

Anthony glanced at Rosalie, pursed his thin lips slightly, and said with a somber expression, “Whatever. I’ll ask the driver to drive you.”

He went out to call someone, and Rosalie took the opportunity to follow him. While standing there together, she couldn’t help complaining softly, “I know Mrs. Hoffman doesn’t like me, but Genevieve comes from a worse background, yet she could stay by your side for three years. I won’t do worse than her.”

Anthony’s expression and the look in his eyes turned cold. “You don’t have to compare with her. There’s nothing to be compared between you two.”