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

Chapter 62

Genevieve had never spared them a glimpse throughout the interaction.

It was disgusting enough to just take a glance, so she pretended as though they didn’t exist.

She lowered her head and told the designer, “Around the waist here should be tightened half an inch.”

Seeing that she was completely ignored, Quincey flew into a rage. She set her heart right away on getting the gown. “I want this gown. Tell her to take it off quickly!”

The designer who was standing hurriedly explained, “Mrs. Hoffman, this gown is custom–made exactly to Ms. Lawrence’s measurements. I’m afraid it doesn’t fit you very well. Furthermore, in terms of style, it suits young women better…

Genevieve’s facial features and aura were bright and elegant. That was why she could fit the gown.

Quincey’s figure was short and thin while her facial features were sharp and mean. Besides, due to her age, she didn’t look delicate and natural like Genevieve, even if she maintained her appearance well.

If she dressed more modestly, she would appear more like a noblewoman.

Genevieve’s gown was not suitable for her.

However, as soon as the designer finished speaking, Quincey’s gaze turned icy. She raised her voice while questioning the designer in doubt, “What did you say? Did you mean that I’m too old to wear it?”

The designer was at a loss for a moment and said nothing.

Selene couldn’t help laughing. “Don’t you understand what she said? Don’t pretend to be ignorant. Do you know what is custom–made? Given your age, you should wear something that suits your disposition!”

Quincey stood up angrily, cursing, “Such an insolent woman!”

“I’m never respectful toward elderly who don’t act their age!” Selene retorted in an instant.

Rosalie looked at Genevieve and couldn’t help but utter, ‘Ms. Lawrence, don’t just keep quiet there. Do you need Anthony to discuss such a trivial matter with you?”

Her tone was a little provocative and smug.

She thought that if Anthony was mentioned, Genevieve would get embarrassed to fuss over a gown.

Genevieve didn’t seem to notice the implication behind her words.

She smiled nonchalantly and mocked in a cold voice, “Look at yourselves in the mirror first. Even if you want to steal someone else’s things, you have to see whether you deserve it or not.”

Probably because Genevieve humiliated her in public, Quincey felt embarrassed.

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Quincey’s face turned blue with fury. She pointed at Genevieve, saying, “Genevieve, don’t be so arrogant. Back then, you were begging me with all your might to allow you to be married into the Hoffman family. You’ve led a comfortable life while staying in our house. How dare you treat me this way after getting a divorce?”

Selene couldn’t help curling her lips and stepped forward. “Lead a comfortable life? Mrs. Hoffman, you were bossing Genevieve around like a housekeeper back then. Do the housekeepers in your house live a comfortable life?”

‘Me? Lived a comfortable life there? That’s ridiculous, Genevieve exclaimed inwardly.

Her life in the Hoffman family was not much better than that of a housekeeper. In Quincey’s eyes, she must have been blessed to step foot in the Hoffman family.

Genevieve turned around speechlessly with a trace of sarcasm in her eyes. She looked at Quincey and stated casually, “I regret marrying Anthony. It’s just a gown….

She paused and smiled. Just when Quincey thought that she would compromise, she spat, “I’m not giving it to you.”

Then, she went in directly and got changed. She instructed the designer, “After the measurement is altered, send it directly

to me.” Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Yes, Ms. Lawrence.” The designer dared not delay her time anymore.

Genevieve and Selene left one after another.

Selene couldn’t help but look back at Quincey and Rosalie, who were pale with anger. She chuckled. “Some people really think of themselves as old princesses. Mrs. Hoffman, why don’t you pay a visit to the psychologist when you have the

time?”

“You…” Quincey’s face turned pale with fury. She became breathless and fainted.

Rosalie panicked and called Anthony using Quincey’s phone.

Anthony was informed that Quincey fainted due to a piece of gown that she didn’t manage to own.

He ordered in a low voice, “Give the phone to the store manager. I’ll talk to him.”

Hoffman Group had a big influence in the city, so everyone was respectful toward Anthony.

Rosalie phrased her sentence cautiously, saying, “Actually, it’s not the manager’s fault. It was Ms. Lawrence who wouldn’t give up the gown. Anyhow, she was the daughter–in–law of the Hoffman family. Not only was she rude, toward Mrs. Hoffman, but she also let her friend insult Mrs. Hoffman. I got so angry upon seeing their behavior…”

Anthony fell silent and frowned. “It’s her…”

Rosalie hurriedly replied, “Yes, she went too far just now. Anthony, why don’t you help Mrs. Hoffman get the gown back?”

Rosalie eagerly gave the phone to the store manager.

The manager took over the phone cautiously. At first, he felt deeply bitter, but after hearing Anthony’s orders, the worry on his face disappeared.

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He smiled and nodded repeatedly.

He then ended the call.

Rosalie turned to look at him.

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The manager hurriedly stated, “Mr. Hoffman ordered us to send Mrs. Hoffman to the hospital. He said he’s going to overlook the incident regarding the gown.”

Rosalie widened her eyes in disbelief and unconsciously clenched her palms.

Her heart skipped a beat. ‘He’s going to overlook the matter?

The manager hurriedly dialed 911 and sent Quincey to the hospital.

They were already very puzzled by Rosalie’s behavior of complaining to Anthony first instead of sending Quincey to the hospital at once.

It was clear that Mr. Hoffman already knew Rosalie’s character.

Rosalie kept close to Quincey all the way to the hospital.

She

was afraid that she would not be the first person Quincey saw when she opened her eyes.

Quincey only became conscious early the next morning. Rosalie immediately rushed over and cried next to her. “Mrs.

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It’s all my fault. I didn’t protect you properly and made you faint due to Genevieve’s humiliation…”

Quincey gradually recalled what had happened and scanned around the ward with a sullen face. She asked, “Where is Anthony?”

“Anthony” Before she could finish her words, Anthony entered the room with a doctor.

“Mrs. Hoffman has low blood sugar. Just taking note of this will do.” The doctor did a simple check on Quincey and left.

Rosalie looked at Anthony with teary eyes. She whined, “Anthony, you haven’t been picking up my calls these days. Are your avoiding me?”

Anthony took a glance at her and responded indifferently, “I’m too busy.”

Then, he looked at Quincey. “Are you feeling better?”

Quincey was satisfied with his indifferent attitude toward Rosalie. After all, she despised Rosalie too.

“No, I’m not. You still have the nerve to come and see me. That Genevieve has totally changed after your divorce. She has gone against me the whole time. She wouldn’t even give her gown up to me. You’re not my son if you don’t avenge me!” she said.

Anthony looked calm and indifferent, but there was no emotion in his voice. “It’s just a gown. There’s nothing to fuss about. I have instructed them to send all the latest designs they have to you first from now on.”

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Quincey nodded with satisfaction.

Rosalie saw that Anthony was going to just let the matter pass and couldn’t help reminding him, “But she’s gone too far this time. If we don’t do something, won’t she think that Mrs. Hoffman is a pushover?”