Chapter 5

“Ms. Rachford, Mi Faulkner un paid the micelical bills for your grandmother,” said the driver as he handed some receipts to Genevieve, 

Genevieve took the recipes with shaky bands. Her heart relaxed once she saw the p hase of the medicines listed on thein. “Was Cooper the one who sent you to fetch 

me?” she askeur expectantly 

She knew that there were surveillance cameras installed at the front doors. Cooper could be looking at her right now! 

The driver shook his head. “Mr. Sulton was the one who took everything from you and treated you like a dog. What are you still hoping for?” 

He pulled open the door of the back seat of the car. “Please, Ms. Rachford.” 

Genevieve raised her head. She noticed a man sitting in the back of the car with his legs crossed. He was holding a cigarette in between his fingers, looking very unapproachable. 

“I don‘t know him...” 

“Mr. Faulkner will tell you everything you wish to know,” said the driver. “And by the way, he doesn‘t like waiting.” 

Genevieve understood the hidden meaning behind the driver‘s words. She had no idea who this man was or where he came from, but she wanted to know the truth. She gritted her teeth and crawled up from the ground. The instant she moved, the wound on her leg opened and began bleeding. 

handed her a bath towel. She limped into

roared to life not long

car, Genevieve studied

“What do you want

his head and glanced at her coldly, then

the necklace to me.” His raspy voice was

touched the necklace on her neck. When she heard the word “return,” she quickly understood

with

night!” I‘ve seen his side

me the message?” Genevieve asked. She raised her hand, wanting to slap him. “You beasi!”

The man raised his eyes and looked

stopped in mid–air. She recalled that she had walked to the door and was about to knock

are you going on about?” Genevieve laughed out of exasperation. “If you booked the room, who else would have messaged me other than you? I have no beef

“What an

of her neck and wiped it with a handkerchief. “Go to the hotel. I want to show Ms.

“Yes, Mr. Faulkner.” 

car arrived at the underground parking lot

recalled the events of that morning, a chill

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