Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 120 Everyone broke into applause, and Genevieve hesitated for a moment, looking at the hand Anthony extended toward her with a slight frown.

Anthony, the epitof a gentleman, waited patiently with a slight bow.

Under the gaze of so many eyes, Genevieve forced a stiff smile and gently placed her hand on top of his.

Anthony clenched her hand upon eyeing her delicate features.

He was filled with discontent the last the saw her dancing with lan. Now, it was his turn. He was determined to show her what the best dance partner truly looked like.

He led her to the center of the floor, and the room fell silent Her exquisite features seemed like they could never be fully appreciated.

Anthony gently placed his hand on her slender waist, his gaze locked on her.

As focused on the two of them. It was as if a hazy glow enveloped the music started, the lights them, leaving the rest of the world behind.

The music was melodious and slow. Genevieve's fine features were slightly downcast, devoid of emotion.

His heart, however, skipped a beat as he looked at her, throwing off his step momentarily, and he stepped on Genevieve's foot.

Genevieve glared up at him, irritation lacing her quiet voice, “Did you do that on purpose?” Anthony pressed his lips together, his jawline tense and his response a bit awkward. “No.” Her tender lips were tempting, and he suddenly felt an urge to kiss them. His heart was a mess, and so were his steps. And it happened again-he stepped on her foot twice more. Genevieve’s face turned gloomy. If they weren't in public, she would have slapped him right there! Finally, the music ended.

The crowd erupted into heartfelt applause. Genevieve maintained her rigid smile, nodded politely. quickly dropped her hand, and walked away.

Anthony's face darkened. His performance had been terrible, and she was surely upset.

Genevieve was exchanging pleasantries with someone across the room, standing gracefully. Next to her, the tall and dazzling dewy roses made her look even more delicate and charming.

An acquaintance walked up to Anthony and smiled, pointing at his own phone. “Mr. Hoffman, I've recorded it all for you, and no need to thank me. A true power couple, both so capable and good- looking!” 1/4 ex Dre Rejected by her first mate, she was blessed by a 4.4% FREE second one. But what if he regretted it? Installed Open Chapter 120 Anthony’s mood seemed to improve slightly as he nodded with a smile. Thanks a lot.

It didn’t take long for the short video to go viral on Twitter.

The couple, once seen as a perfect match, now becan almost comedic example of what not to do. Their dance moves were out of sync, their gazes never met, and there was no sign of emotional connection. Especially funny was the moment when Anthony stepped on Genevieve's feet several times and she gave him an amusing warning look with her eyes.

The scene from the last twhen Genevieve and lan had a sizzling dance at the bar was dug up again.

Compared side by side, everyone on Twitter was thinking, ‘Wow, it's no wonder they got divorced!” Anthony was blissfully unaware, still thinking that his dance with Genevieve might beca lovely tale to tell.

Watching her laughing and chatting with someone else, he felt a pang of something bitter inside.

He approached, and immediately, the attention shifted. “Mr. Hoffman, we were just talking about your Al project.

It's really ahead of the game. Congratulations, may | offer a toast to your success?” someone asked.

Anthony raised an eyebrow and glanced at Genevieve.

She smiled, giving a nod with her glass of red wine, about to drink it, but Anthony interjected, “Hold on. I'll drink this one for you.” Genevieve took a deep breath. ‘Does this guy have a screw loose? | could hold my liquor like no one else. | don’t need anyone drinking for me.” But before she could refuse, Anthony had already downed the drink.

Seeing this, the other person quickly offered another glass.

Genevieve paused, and then several others approached to toast. She looked at them silently.

joon after, Selene called her, laughing through the phone. “Your dance with Anthony is all over Twitter. Talk about a lack of chemistry!” Genevieve's brow creased as she opened up her Twitter to a flood of shares for this video. Selene ad posted it too, and the comments section below was popping with lively banter.

beneath her post, Brendan commented: [Just from the looks alone, they are a perfect match!] elene replied, [Are you blind?] nother friend commented: [Looks like Genevieve is ready to throw punches...] elene’s retort was swift: [From what | know, she'd rather be throwing knives!] 4 Dre Rejected by her first mate, she was blessed by a 4.4% FREE Installed Open Chapter 120 Genevieve couldn't help but let a sinirk play on her lips.

But thinking it was no big deal, she didn’t mind it.

Selene called her again. “Did you hear? The Thomson family is in resurgence thanks to hitching their wagon to the Hoffman family. Andrea’s got sreal moves.” Genevieve thought of Andrea who loved to play the moral high ground and let out a light chuckle. “That's what she can do.” The two chatted for a bit longer before Genevieve turned to head for the restroom.

There she unexpectedly ran into Lauraine. She had been almost invisible all night. Genevieve didn’t even know she was around.

When Lauraine saw Genevieve, she remembered Anthony's accusations against her and felt even more unhappy.

She gritted her teeth and said, “Ms. Lawrence, Jacinta is our aunt. This partnership was meant for Hoffman Group from the start. You snatched it away. If my brother hadn’t been so lenient, you wouldn't even be standing here today.” Genevieve gave Lauraine a cool, detached look. She washed her hands, then casually dried them off with a paper towel before tossing it in the trash can. Her lips curled into a faint sneer as she faced Lauraine, saying, “You're not cut out for this business, just like you're not cut out for copying my hairstyle, my clothes, and my makeup. People should highlight their own unique traits. Blindly imitating someone else just leads you to lose your sense of self.” After saying that, Genevieve ignored Lauraine’s pale face and left directly.

After all, there was no use in warming up to someone who was cold to her.

Plus, she and Lauraine weren't exactly acquaintances.

Genevieve had instantly seen through Lauraine’s deliberate choice of a long hairstyle mimicking hers, the sstyle of clothes that didn’t suit her, and a similar makeup look.

In a fight, you struck where it hurt the most.

Lauraine bit her lower lip so hard it might bleed, watching Genevieve’s retreating figure with. indignation. She hadn’t wanted to cat all, but Anthony insisted, hoping she would apologize to Jacinta.

Just as Genevieve was about to leave, she spotted Anthony-possibly too many drinks in-sitting on the sofa, his eyes half-closed in deep thought. His arm, adorned with a watch, propped up his forehead, suggesting a casual disarray.

Genevieve was ready to leave but realized her purse was next to Anthony. Grabbing her bag, she was about to head out when she recalled how smug he was earlier while stepping on her toes. Biting her lip, she plotted her revenge.

She stepped on his foot as she passed by, and with a feigned look of surprise, she turned her head 3/4 DreameQue 09-40 Fri, 19 Apr GM Chapter 120 back towards him saying, “My bad, Mr. Hoffman. Totally didn’t mean to, Anthony frowned, seeming impervious to the pain, though his neck was now dotted with an outbreak of fine red spots—a probable allergic reaction.

Genevieve didn’t want to interfere and spun around to leave.

But Anthony suddenly reached out and grabbed her bag.

She tugged back reflexively, and somehow, he wound up on the floor....

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