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. 

quickly bandaged Genevieve‘s wound and handed her a bath towel. She limped into the car and sat beside the man.

to life not long after.

the help of the light in the car, Genevieve studied the man‘s flawless

lips. “What do you want to tell

glanced at her coldly, then

to me.” His

she heard the word “return,” she quickly understood that the necklace was left by

shaking with

I‘ve seen his side

me the message?” Genevieve asked. She raised her hand, wanting

wasn‘t me, but I was the one who booked that room.” The man raised his eyes and looked at her. “Do you want

had walked to the door and was about to knock on the door when someone pushed

out of exasperation. “If you booked the room, who else would have messaged me other than you? I have no beef with you, so

Faulkner snorted. “What

off of her neck and wiped it with a handkerchief.

“Yes, Mr. Faulkner.” 

arrived at the underground parking lot of the Langfield Hotel.

not bring back good memories for Genevieve. When she recalled the events of that morning, a chill ran

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